I want to say thank you for what you gave me. You gave me someone to count on. Thank you for giving me some memories to cherish.

But that lasted a short year. As freshmen, we were inseparable. As sophomores, we're strangers.

We used to be so close. That's what's sad. All of a sudden, our friendship just died. It vanished, and you became a person I barely knew.

Through these last few weeks of the fall semester, I thought a lot about what really happened to us. You blocked me everywhere, you ignored me, and you even talked about me on the internet, which I was very hurt by, by calling me mean names. But I was confused. What did I do to deserve this? What did you do to deserve this?

A best friend does not turn around and talk about her "bestie" behind her back to other people. That's something I would never do to you, so that really did sting. Even though we had a bunch of good times, I can't seem to get over the tough times and the mean things you did. Yes, you were a really great person. But this year, I had some trouble trying to recognize you.

I knew something was off the day we moved into school back in August. You weren't the girl I knew as my "bestie". Your behavior was what really stuck out. You acted different, and you had more of an attitude whenever someone tried talking to you.

All of that stuck, and it clung to you until this point: me and you as acquaintances.

We seriously did have some good times, like all friends do. I'm not going to lie to you. Last year was all good, and we barely fought. This year was horrible; constant fighting and the silent treatment mixed in with ignorance and backstabbing. What happened?

I think it was all about jealousy. I started hanging out with other people, and you were jealous that you weren't spending time with me as much as you used to. I saw that, and I wanted to fix it. But you weren't budging, and you weren't willing to fix any part of our friendship. That's when I knew that you really did not give a damn about us or what we went through in the past.

I'm going to be completely honest with you. I'm kind of glad that we're not friends anymore. Why? I started to not like hanging out with you anymore. I had to have time to myself and with other people, because you made me yours and yours only. You had to do every single thing with me, and no one else could have me. You weren't aware of my life, and everything had to be about you.

Whenever I would talk to you about something, you would somehow make the conversation about you. I offered advice when you were upset, you never took it. Whenever I was in a rut, you never helped me and you seemed careless.

You claim that we split because of my boyfriend. The funny thing is, he was there for me and you weren't. That was the difference, and it still stands today. He also tried helping you with our situation and you shut him out.

Let's not forget the time when you dumped our plans in the trash last month and went out with a guy instead. Hmm.

But that's not important anymore. Do you get the point? Can you see clearer now?

We just... grew apart. I had to detach myself from you. It was starting to be unhealthy for me. I was always in a bad mood, which is something I hate being in. I didn't enjoy hanging out with you any longer. It's sad, but it's true.

Looking back on this, I now realize that we weren't even alike anyway. We are polar opposites. We have different outlooks on life and different personalities. We are both going for different things, and we have different values and beliefs, especially when it comes to relationships. We just weren't meant to be friends. I had a feeling from the start that we would have a falling-out.

I want to say thank you also for leaving me confused, angry, and hurt. You were a lesson that I definitely learned from. Thank you for not caring, because now I know what a true friend is. And you are not it.

Sorry.

-Me