Day 1: Letter to my Best Friend.

Dear Best Friend,

We have hour long conversations about how we hate talking on the phone. Sometimes when I have nothing to say and the last thing I want to do is talk, I call you. I don't really feel like something has happened until I talk to you about it and see it through your eyes. Sometimes when I do something and I can't tell you about it, that's when I know it's wrong- So you're my conscience. You met me at a point where I was literally a broken haphazard mess and somehow you saw past it. And I've been all sorts of crazy since I've known you, but somehow you've always managed to see past it to the 'real' me that I don't always see.

I've learnt so much- about myself, about friendship, about life from knowing you. You know me so well. Sometimes I underestimate just how much and then I realise that even when I'm lying to myself about what I'm feeling, you know exactly what's true.

I don't know if we're always going to be close. Who knows these things? But I know that I've needed you most during these years that you've been my best friend. And beyond my family, my relationship with you is the singular most important relationship in my life.

So I guess what I really just want to say is thank you.

I love you.

Love,
Me.