Hey You,
I bet you knew this was about you as soon as you saw that I wrote this. If not, then maybe it isn’t time for you to be reading this, yet. One day, you will realize this is about you. I guess that is when you will really be ready.
Let me start off by saying this is not a letter to call you out for all of the bad times we had in the past. You can breathe; I am not here to bring you down.
How have things been? It has been awhile since we last talked, like really talked. Do you ever think about how much has changed since we met two years ago? Two years probably seems like nothing, but we got so close so fast. Most people just would not understand. I am writing this because I want you to know that you hurt me, but I miss you. Losing a best friend hurts, a lot. You were my go-to person. You were who I called if I needed a ride, or needed someone to make me laugh. Who else would I call to come to Walmart with me late at night to get something that totally could have waited for the next day to be bought? It was always you.
We drifted apart last year. Our lives started picking up, and we went our separate ways. If we are going to be honest, you went your separate way and I just let you go. I did not have the energy to fight to keep you around. I have made a fool of myself one too many times fighting for a friendship that wasn’t even there anymore.
Every once in awhile, I still try with you, but it’s hard. I can tell that I want our friendship so much more than you do. I am writing this letter to remind you that we did have good times. I think I need to remind myself, too. When someone said your name, it used to put a smile on my face. Now, that smile has been replaced with a sulk. It is fine, though; I am fighting through it.
Right now, I am angry with you. I thought things were looking up for us, but I was just reminded that I still care way more than you do. I am hoping that one day (soon), this anger subsides, and maybe we can try again. Maybe you will care enough to talk things out with me and start all over.
We were best friends for nearly two years and I will always cherish the time we had together. I cannot deny that you helped shape me into who I am today. I like to think that I learned a lot from you. I also like to think that I grew stronger because of you. You hurt me by leaving me behind for a while, but I moved on and worked through it. To this day, I still feel like a piece of me is missing since all of that time we spent together is now over. I will get over this feeling. It will happen.
Things are starting to look up for me. I hope things are looking up for you, too. I hope whatever you are going through is working out. I hope one day we can talk again about what is on our minds, and give each other helpful feedback. I hope that one day we can be there for each other, again. Until then, here is this letter to let you know I am still doing well, and although I still think about how our friendship used to be, I have managed to move on enough to not miss you too much. When I do things that I know would be more fun with you by my side, I just tell myself I have other friends, new best friends, and I don’t need you to make me happy.
When you are ready to come back into my life, I will always be here with open arms.
Your friend,
