Hey guys, its me.

I just wanted to say hi and ask you how youve been.

Through your social media posts and our brief conversations, I see youre doing as well as you could be.

But I needed to ask for myself.

More so, Im writing to say the things we dont tell enough out loud.

I want to say Im happy weve been able to keep up with each other after all these years, and Im proud to call you guys my best friends.

The thing is, the more people I come across, the more I realize we shouldn’t be taken lightly.

I want you to know I wouldnt be who I am without you guys.

Whether it was in kindergarten, throwing pencils at each other or in high school English class on the first day of freshman year, we all met at really awkward stages in our lives.

Remember the nasty bracings, palatal expanders and whatever other metal they shoved in our mouths so we could achieve perfect smiles? It’s funny how we still have our gaps and overbites.

Remember the baby hairs we could never fully get hair-sprayed down, or the Juicy tracksuits we always asked for onholidays and birthdays?

Thankfully, leggings took over and we discoveredthe power of the straightener.

In high school, we faced so many firsts together: our firstreal boyfriends( or girlfriends ); the first time we drank, smoking, partied and lied to our parents.

No matter how hard we tried to conceal the jealousy when one of us made a new friend, it was pretty obvious.

Remember when we first started waxing, doing our fingernails and coloring our hair weird colors? We had tiger stripes at one point.

Remember how old we thought we were? Now, I cant believe how young we still are.

I remember when that boy took everything from me, and how you held me when I wept in sadnes, wondering how I didn’tsee it coming.

I remember when I did the same for you. Whats great is, we never even whispered those four evil terms: “I told you so.”

Its crazy to think those years passed right before our eyes.

Here we are now, all living completelydifferent lives.

I know sometimes it seems like things arent the same, and you’re right. They arent.

But thats the beauty of the friendship we have.

We understand each other’s references to childhood and those dramatic teen years like no one else. Those were the years that shaped the almost-adults were becoming now.

I never thought you guys wouldnt be five minutes away when we were 15 -year-olds, but I realize now it was inevitable.

You knew how trapped I felt in my head all the time, and I knew how content you were with the choices you’d made.

You were shy and I wasnt. You were so level-headed and is again, I wasnt.

But then, there were those days where you took my traits on as your own. I can still tell when a part of you comes out in me.

Somehow, we balance one another out.

It’s funny how we stuck together ata hour whenour lives were revolving doors, and how much we still are the samepeople we were so many years ago.

The idea that weve been growing up and will never get that blissful hour back is scary.

I know we all have different friends. I know we might not get to see one another enough, and I know we live in different states.

I am even more aware that this takes a toll on us sometimes.

But I want you all to know youre my first friends. You’re the ones I compare everyone else to.

They say if you have one good friend in life, youre luckier than most. Im counting my bless because Ive got a handful.

You might not be the friends I talk to the most, or the ones who know my every minute of every day.

But you are the ones I think about when I realise how happy I am to have an extended family no matter where I go.

Thank you for being my soulmates and never telling my secrets.

I promise yours are safe with me, too.

Thank you for laying on the lounge with me during the winter cyclones, baking everything we assure on Pinterest and watching reruns with my mom.

Thanks for strolling with me to get ice cream and drifting in the pool with me on the hot summertime days we tried to get as tan as possible.

Thank you for being the first best friends I could ever hope to have.

Im sorry we dont say it enough. Im sorry we sometimes forget how lucky we are.

I hope youre doing well, and I send you my best. I cant wait for the next time we get to see one another and catch up over a bottle of wine or champagne brunch.

I hope that when you get to where youre going, you’ll remember where you came from.

Know that youll always have me.

Your first best friend

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