Dear College Roommates,
You know you miss me! And I miss you too. Though I often struggle with responding to messages, phone calls, or letters, know I think and talk about you all the time. My friends now all make fun of me for talking about you so much. I am never sorry and I promise I will always continue to do it.
Remember those nights on the weekends where we would all stay in and hang out together while everyone else went out? Me too. Those were some of my best memories from college. I remember when we made that fort, putting together all of the sheets in our townhouse. Then, we made pancakes and ate those bad boys in the fort. Talk about the dream team. We took pictures. It was high quality.
Though I have not seen you all for quite some time now, I cherish the times we talk more than I can say. No one understands me like you do. You have seen me through the lack of sleep due to my exams and papers, and frustrations due to sports. You have seen me at the highest highs and the lowest lows. And I appreciate those small acts of encouragement from the cookies you baked to the smiles in the morning. They mean a lot. I also am thankful for the dumb decisions we made. Oh gosh, they were dumb. But you better believe they were funny.
When we lived together, I appreciated it but I think I appreciate it even more now. It made me who I am today. I have heard you become most like the people you hang out with the most. And I am beyond thankful to have become more and more like you.
Stay Classy Townhouse 301,
Your Roommate
