Dear best friend,
I know I may not say this a lot, but thank you for everything you have ever done to me. Thank you for being patient, kind and understanding when I cannot stop venting about the meaningless things going on around me. Thank you for listening and helping me each and every time I feel like crying, laughing or screaming.
I really don’t know what I’d do without you. I know it may sound like nothing, but trust me that I’m being truthful. It doesn’t matter if it’s just the little moments we share discussing – the date outfits, shopping sprees, Instagram-worthy pictures – or the long, profound late night conversations on unexplainable life decisions. I love every single second of it.
I cannot think of anything I want more than to spend time with you. Have I ever mentioned that we’re approximatively 7782 kilometres apart? Man, and people said long-distance relationships are difficult…What about long-distance friendships? Think of all the times you and your internet bestie just wanted to share a glass of vodka, a pizza or to enjoy a movie together. Oh, or maybe to go on a road trip, or just to study together. Selfies sound like such a good idea, considering how you’d die for a single memory with you together.
Thank you for, out of all moments I felt like I didn’t matter, you saw me as your priority. You let me cry on your shoulder because of You-Know-Who and we made all those cute plans we can only hope will happen.
You are such an inspiring person!!! I admire you for absolutely everything you achieve and I am extremely proud of how strong you are. There’s nothing I hate more than seeing you sad and not being able to at least truly hug you. I am doing my best cheering you up virtually, but it obviously doesn’t compare to the almost endless possibilities we’d have maybe even living under the same roof. We’re always discussing about how incredible such a thing would be, yet I’m so afraid what will happen if something goes wrong.
I often fantasize about us sharing clothes, makeup and having sleepovers. Now, I’m so aware of how teenage-cliché this sounds, but if you’re not cringey with your best friend at least one time in your life, what are you doing?!
I am so lucky to have gone to that Star Wars movie when it came out – to be honest, I totally despise it now, just as I do with Suicide Squad, I just have different reasons – because, otherwise, I would’ve never talked to you. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so connected with anyone else in my entire life. I can’t understand how, but in your own way, you make me truly happy. With whatever you say, or do, or show me. It’s just heartwarming. Not to mention all those posts you tag me in – it makes me so happy to know that you don’t forget about me!
I came to the conclusion that one of the most hated things in long-distance whatevers is not being able to tell how the other person truly feels about you. You get me. What if they just don’t feel the same? You see them as a brother/sister/lover, yet they have someone else better out there. It’s not jealousy, it’s indescribable. I’d rather have it called “the fear of being replaced.” Argue me all you want, but that’s not jealousy.
I simply cannot wait for the moment we’ll see together. All I can say so far is that, if we keep on being ourselves, we’ll do nothing but build something so beautiful that our meeting will be just a second of reunion.
Thank you for being here for me and thank you for seeing me just the way I see you.
Thank you, sister. I love you.