An Open Letter To My Ex Best Friend
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An Open Letter To My Ex Best Friend

Best friends aren't always forever.

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An Open Letter To My Ex Best Friend
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You just ended the friendship by not responding.

You lied to him about what I did, and when I tried to ask you what you told him, you just didn't respond.

That was the end of it.

Is that how you wanted to end a friendship of over a year long? That's not how I wanted it to end. You made everyone stop talking to me because of a lie you spread. I forgive you.

I saw you got married. I hope he's a good guy that has everything you always wanted. I know how hard it was to find one to fit your standards.

I'm so glad to see that you've been working out instead of losing weight the other way.

I heard you moved to Florida. I hope you go to the beach every day. I hope you wear a bikini like you never got to wear when we were friends because you were too insecure about your body.

I saw you got a cat. I hope he's the fluffiest little thing ever. I hope he gives you the little family you always wanted because I know you never wanted kids.

I hope your "mini me" grows up to look exactly like you (since everyone thought she was your kid anyway).

I hope you didn't cut off the rest of the world when you found him. I know how hard it is to get wrapped up in a relationship, which is what you always did.

I hope he posts about you on every social media because nobody ever did for you.

I hope you occasionally get your sister, who still follows me on Instagram, to look on my page for you to see how I am. I know you blocked me on Snapchat, unfollowed me on Twitter and Instagram, but I still follow you because I like to see that you're happy.

But just in case you don't, I'll just tell you here: I'm in a sorority like I always dreamed. I'm dating someone who makes me happier than I ever was with any of the guys you met. I pierced my nose just like yours. I'm not going to be a flight attendant like I thought I was going to be when I was friends with you.

I know you're still friends with him and I am too. I hope we both get invited to the wedding, but if I don't and you do, I hope you think of me when you go. I hope you remember that we were the three amigos together. Inseparable the summer after we all graduated.

I hope you remember New Years Eve and dressing up so cute when we didn't even go anywhere. I hope you remember how many times you would drive to Lubbock after he got off work and not get there until 3 a.m. I hope you remember falling asleep the whole car ride back while I was driving your car with the Backstreet Boys playing softly in the background.

I hope you think about our friendship like I do.

I hope you remember it being a very exciting friendship. I hope you miss me like even if we're just friends senior year of high school. Your friendship that shouldn't have just been thrown away because you were dramatic about something. But I hope you know that I forgive you.

Even if you never read this (which you probably won't) I hope everything turns out how you wanted it. I wish you nothing but the best, I know God is on your side. I'll always remember this friendship as one of the best, too bad it didn't last forever. You'll never know the person I'll be and I'll never know you again.


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