Love Letter to my Best Friend
This hiatus from you, my dear friend, was unexpectedly long. I missed losing myself in you, in the hours that passed while we basked in the sun or cuddled together under my grandmother’s blanket. Our years of friendship are so often neglected, but I know you are always with me like I know the moon always will shine in the night sky.
When you’re near, every day is filled with hope. When we meet, you motivate me. You set me on a trajectory that only moves forward.
Dear friend, I’m sorry for my extended absence. I wish I could promise this was the last time I’d leave you. I can’t. My presence has no guarantee. Though this doesn’t speak to my desires, for even on the days we don’t meet, I long for hours and hours with you. Alas, my life doesn’t always afford that luxury. I scheme and plot of ways to bring you into my life permanently, but those are mere dreams. Who am I to even emit these words when I can’t carve five minutes out of each day to experience you, learn about you, grow in you. Excuses are pennies. By merely exchanging 10 minutes on social media for 10 minutes with you, all our problems would be resolved. I pine for you while watching the Bachelorette. I long for you while my mind consumes garbage.
I am guilty of squandering time, but every day is filled with 24 hours of potential. My friend, I will transform that potential into actuality. Therefore, I vow to try with all my might to spend at least 10 minutes of each day with you. Though I make no promises. We’ll tell tales, explore new ideas, meet new people together and mend this broken relationship we’ve had for the past 20 years.
I love you with all my heart. I always have and always will. Something about you has always called to my soul, and this time, I want to listen. Thanks for your patience and kindness.