Dear Old Roommate,
When you live with someone, you learn a lot about them. When you share a room with someone, you learn even more. Living with you for a year has made me closer to you than I am with most others. As much as we thought living with each other wouldn’t affect our friendship, it definitely tried to. Now that we don’t live together anymore, I realize all the times that I took you for granted.
Roommates don’t start out hating each other, and they don’t start out on each other’s nerves. All you wanted was to not only be my roommate, but my best friend as well. We both let the little things take over the big picture – our friendship. I wish I could take back all of our passive aggressiveness and moments of avoiding one another. Now that I don’t live with you, I realize how much I miss living with you. You were a strong person who was always there for me, and the unavoidable annoyances blinded me from seeing that. We were so different yet so similar at the same time, and I kept focusing on the bad instead of focusing on why we became such good friends in the first place.
Not living with you anymore makes me realize how great I had it. You were always there to hear me vent about my day, and in return I always loved to hear about your hilarious hookup stories. We would stay up later than we should eating popcorn and watching Netflix, and I always had someone to come home to. Library trips meant that there was someone to walk home with, and specifically that someone was you. I miss all the funny inside jokes we had that no one can ever understand. Most of all, at the end of the day I just feel so stupid for not appreciating you like I should have when I lived with you.
Although we sometimes argued and fought over stupid things, I still want you to know that you meant the world to me. I only got so upset with you because you were close enough to be able to do that. If I could take back all those stupid arguments over trivial nothings, I would. I would step back and realize how short a year is in the span of life. I would learn to appreciate the short year that I had the priviledge to live with you. You were my best friend before we even lived together. You could never be a person that I hated, and you will still always be one of my best friends. Thank you for never letting our stupid fights permanently sever our relationship. Now that I don’t live with you, I realize how much I took you for granted. Now that I don’t live with you, I really do miss my best friend.
Sincerely,
Your Old Roommate and Friend