A Letter to My Best Friend

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Dear best friend,

You live 9,331 miles away from me. I haven’t seen you, hugged you in exactly 11 months (from the time I first started writing this letter).

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I am going to have you crying by the time your reading the 3rd paragraph. I can promise you that.

I want to start off this letter by saying thank you, thank you for everything you have given and done for me. No, I am not talking about the gifts or favors, I am talking about being there for me whenever you can because with Indian parents it’s impossible to be with friends 24/7 so I understand.

Nevertheless, you still try to get time out of your busy day to talk to me when I need you even if it’s for an hour, 30 minutes or even 5 minutes. Somehow whenever I hear your voice, I know that everything is going to be okay. Your voice has that impact on me. You know when things are right for me and you know when it’s wrong. Sometimes I forget that you are my best friend, not my mother. However, that doesn’t change anything because just like a mother you love me and are there for me even when I don’t listen to you. You still bear with me even though I might go against your advice and do stupid things and get myself into trouble.

For that, I love you best friend.

I love getting the text, “Want to hang and maybe get Starbucks or ice-cream?” Those nights where we would go to our spot and talk for hours, literally it felt like forever. That meant so much to me. I love having someone I can talk to about anything and everything. Whether it was about boys or about college, you always knew exactly what to say. I cherish little moments like this because it makes us even closer (if that’s even possible).

Thank you for the deep conversations.

I want you to know that you were the best thing that ever happened to me. You were the little sister I never had, and while yes, you annoyed the crap out of me sometimes, there’s no one else that I would rather watch American Horror Story with, no one else I would rather have sleepovers with, and no one else I would rather go to Starbucks with. Those will always be special things that make me think of you. You may not realize it, but technically, we had a lot of Netflix and chill sessions.

Thank you for the little moments like these.

I trust you with the big and little things. Not a day goes by where I don’t think, “wow I can’t wait to tell Mallika about this”, because no matter what it is, I want you to be the one to share it with. Even if it’s me tripping over nothing, I still want you to know about it because I know that no matter what it is, you’re going to listen, and you’re going to smile and laugh and maybe even tell me how stupid I am, but it’s ok, as long as you know about it, I’m ok.

Thank you for letting me tell you the dumbest things.

You’re not only what everyone else around you needs you to be. You’re all that you need you to be. You are so much stronger than you have even begun to realize. You’re honest and caring. You’re hilarious and intelligent. You’re strong and compassionate. You’re beautiful, and you’re fudging powerful.

Thank you for being you.

I have waited 18 years to find someone who would always have my back like you. I know I can always count on you for anything. If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t be who I am today. Keep being that ray of sunshine that makes everyone’s lives a lot better. I can’t wait to look back when we’re both married with kids, and see how far our friendship has come. We will arrange playdates for our kids as that will give us the excuse to be with each other and leave our annoying husbands behind.

We will be ok. We will see each other soon. We will have all these moments again. We will be able to cry together. We will be able to hug and hang soon. We will do stupid things and embarrass each other soon. You gotta hold onto that.

I love you girly, Thank you for being my person.

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