Dear Long Distance Friend,
People say long distance relationships suck. Well, they've never tried a long distance friendship, because 'suck' doesn't even begin to cover it.

But life has a way of taking people we love and tossing them across oceans.

And I hate it.

I hate how my phone is full of apps that claim to bring you closer, but honestly, they don't.

I hate how meticulously we plan Skype dates and then they don't happen because you've had a long day at work or I have a random test tomorrow.

I hate that your stupid new place is in a weird time zone and I have to wake you up at 2am to ask - red or black?

I hate that I'm always forgetting the names of all these new people and mostly, have no clue who you're bitching about.

I hate how I know that your new boyfriend doesn't like tomatoes on his pizza but I haven't even met him yet.

I hate how I have to call you an hour before your birthday and refuse to hang up, even if you're at a party, just to be the first one to wish you.

I hate how I still get a teensy bit jealous when your other friends become a rather frequent feature on your social media. And in our conversations.

I hate how sometimes all I need is a hug from you but you're half a world away.

I hate a lot of things.

But I love how we pick up right where we left off, every single time.

I love that, even if WhatsApp calls are the work of the devil and Skype freezes all the time, shitty internet connections do nothing to ruin our connection.

I love how only you can deal with my dramas from across the world like you did from across the room.

Most importantly, I love you.

I know, you do too.

And that makes all of this okay.

PS: I miss your face.