Best Friend

An open letter to my ‘High School Best Friend’

Calling you my ‘high school best friend’ doesn’t really feel right. It doesn’t really fit. It doesn’t sum everything up and I feel like it kind of discounts the friendship that we had. You were my high school best friend, my college best friend, my always there for me best friend. You are so much more to me than my ‘high school best friend’ but I can’t find a word that really sums up what you were.

I’m not exactly sure when things started changing, but they did. We are now in two different places in our lives. Not in a bad way; just different. But I don’t want to talk about that right now. I want to talk about the good times.

Thank you

I don’t think I ever thanked you for everything you did, and I want to. Thank you for coming over at any hour of the day or night when I needed a friend. Thank you for needing me as a friend too. Thank you for making me sandwiches and chocolate milk after school. For pretending to study with me.  For taking classes just so we would have them together. For listening to me complain. For listening to me cry. For always taking my phone calls. For (almost) always taking my side. For telling me when I was being stupid and why you wouldn’t take my side.  For writing me notes. For picking me up for school when my parents took my car. For buying me taco bell. For driving around with me blasting music. For going on adventures. For sharing your drama with me. For all the girls nights and best friend dates. For being there through college. For celebrating my accomplishments. For hating everyone I hated. For visiting me at school. For not judging me for eating an entire cake, but eating it with me. For bringing me to your house. For coming to mine. For watching movies with me. For dancing around the room (badly) with me. For laughing with me until we cried. For ugly crying with me. For knowing me. For taking a million pictures. For making a million memories. For being there.

It’s oKay

Things may be different now. We aren’t very close anymore. We grew up and grew apart. It happens to people all the time, and it’s okay. I don’t have any hard feelings, and I hope you don’t either; because that’s the last thing I want.

I will never forget all of the good times we had. My life would not be the same without having had you in it. I have so many great memories with you, and I wouldn’t change that for the world.


We may not be best friends anymore but I will always care about you, I will always answer your texts, I will always come pick you up from a party that got a little too crazy and I will always love you. You were one of the most important people in my life and I wouldn’t be who I am without you.


Your ‘high school best friend’