My best friend is going off to college Friday. But, as a twist of fate, the week we planned to go to Ohio is the same week. I said my last goodbye to him, until we visit, or he visits here. I've never said thanks for anything to him, yet he's the one who change my life in a matter of months. So, here to him.
Thanks for all the times you brought me to smiles when I couldn't stand on my own. Those random text with nothing important were always the highlight of my day.
Me and my brother have never been closer. Being a best friend to both of us, you were an older brother to me.
You were the one who called me to join marching band, when I didn't even know your name. That has been the most meaningful phone call, or Xbox call, I can ever imagine.
Because of that conversation, I had to fight for something that made me happy.
Also, thanks for always driving us around. It does really mean a lot. I know sometimes you don't enjoy it. And people rarely say thanks, and I'm sorry if I ever forgot to say thanks.
Those time when we went sledding, to Wendy's, even out to breakfast, I was actually happy. Thanks, and I wish I could show you how much you mean to me. I never thought a goodbye could be so bad, even though you're not really gone.
Thanks for everything. Good luck at Purdue.(:
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