Dear bestfriend,
We know eachother for about four years
But we talk are friends for about one year.
I can tell you everything and I do that.
We might don't speak to eachother everyday but you have to know that I'll always be by your side.
We know eachother from the internet and we knew that this wouldn't be easy.
We met once and I swear it was one of the best days in my life.
We make all decisions together. We decided together which tattoo I took.
For me you are everything that counts. You are the most loyal and honest person I know and sometimes I should've listen more and earlier to you, I'm sorry for that. You are two years younger than me, but two years wiser than me.
And I don't always feel that you are goingt hrough a hard time. But you have to know that I'm here for you, no matter what.

Then there was that day. January the 24th. Something happened, something I never wanted to happen.
We got in a fight. And all because of boys. We didn't fight about a boy we both wanted. But a boy told things about me to you that weren't even true.
But I do still feel sorry about that and I don't know why.
But I'm happy, I'm happy that I tagged you this day in an Instagrampost.
"You can survive without a boyfriend, but you can't survive without a bestfriend."
After that you texted me that you were crying. And I was afraid, so afraid that you wouldn't text me anymore.

I cried so much of the fact that I probably did lose you. Who did I have to text now?

I want to thank you, thank you for everything. Thank you for what you made me. Thank you for telling me where I have to go. Thank you for telling me who I have to kiss and who I can't kiss. Thank you for giving me advice and asking my advice. Thank you for being my sarcasm, my anger, my happiness and my best friend.