Soooo...here we are. I must say that pushing you out of my life has been the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t wish I could take back the words that I said, wishing I could hit the erase button. However, I realize that it needed to be done.

You were my best friend for so many years. We’ve shared countless laughs, inside jokes, secrets, and more. You were the person that I wanted to call when something happened or my heart was broken. I wanted to share everything with you, but I know that you could never say the same.

In many ways, our friendship was one sided. I did everything in my power to make you happy, while I never got even an ounce of care back. I was always the one that had to text you first or ask you to hang out. I was always the one that went out of my way to see you. I spent so much time worrying about you that I started losing myself.

That’s why I ended our friendship. That’s why you're probably reading this right now. I need to start worrying about me, to stop caring about every single aspect of your life. I need to start putting myself first, and that’s what I intend to do. Everyone always told me our friendship was toxic, and I’m finally starting to see what they meant.

Don’t get me wrong, I will always care about you. Not being friends with you is going to hurt like hell. When the summer rolls around and I see that you’re hanging out with the people that we usually do, I’m going to get a pain in the pit of my stomach.

But when I do, I know the friends that have always been there for me will continue to do so. They will do everything in their power to make sure that I do not shed another tear over you. I don’t deserve to anymore, I never did.

So goodbye to the friend that I thought I would never say goodbye to. While a part of me wants to say you deserve whatever you get, the part that still cares about you says I wish you nothing but the best.