Even when you think I'm not thinking of you, I am!

No, this post is NOT directed at Caleb, This is directed at my best friend Maren Bayles! Because of Maren, I have one of those girlfriends I've never had before. I mean, I've had friends who are girl, but not until Maren have I been a real best friend. Who I believed were my best friend had other best friends... Above me on the best friend scale. Not so with Maren, and that is much appreciated. Maren... I don't exactly know when you're leaving me. I guess, Since you haven't given me a precise date, or even a month, I'm holding out, hoping you'll just stay here with me, even though I know it's not true. You're my best friend. And you know exactly how to make me feel better. What am I going to do when I need to feel better? When I feel so lonely, because my boyfriend is over two thousand miles away and the ONLY OTHER PERSON WHO COULD HELP ME FEEL SPECIAL AND OF WORTH IS GOING TO BE IN THE NEXT STATE OVER WITH ALL HE NEW BYU ROOMMATE FRIENDS.... Maren, You are not forgotten, and you never will be, you've touched me more than anyone has. You're the perfect example of a best friend, which makes me feel terrible, because while you're there being MY perfect best friend, the most important and significant friend I've ever had, I'm being the opposite example to you. I love you Maren, And even when you are away at college with your new friend, and putting me in the back of your memory as a high school memory, I will remember you, as that friend who showed me that I never had a real friend until you. I'll remember ten minute rambling YouTube videos that were to long to even put up on the site! I'll remember Dying of heat at numerous band activities. I'll remember staring up at my ceiling at Harry Potter and you getting TOTALLY freaked out! I'll remember the way you made me happy even when you don't know that I've been having a bad day. I'll remember the time we were walking in the cafeteria my Freshman year, and realizing you were my best friend! Maren, Even when you think I'm not thinking of you... I am, And years from now when I'm old, with old people diseases and I can't remember your name let alone my own.... I'll remember that the feeling of love from someone other than my family FIRST came from a my best friend with giant hair, who loved stars, and played guitar better than anyone I've ever heard (Maybe I'm biased.... But I still believe it.) And don't think my grand kids won't hear stories of riding bikes in Toys R Us, and MARENCON 5! Because those types of things are things that I never want to be lost... Even when I'm gone.

I love you best friend... Don't forget it.