Dear Ex Best Friend,
I know it's been a minute before we have spoken. Things between us didn't go the way we planned, at least this isnt i how planned them to be.
I've wanted to say a lot of what is in the letter for a long time but i never had the heart to actually write it out...because i wanted to believe none of this was true. I wanted to wake up and have all this be a twisted dream. How did this happen to us? I ask myself that question quite a lot. When we were together nothing could go wrong, nothing could bother me cause i always knew i had you right next to me.
I knew the exact moment i lost you. It was a sunday night, you asked me if i would be upset if you hung out with him alone. My heart broken, shattered into million pieces. I thought It was always going to be me and you until the end,that no one could EVER get between us. It was always me and my girl,my best friend,my sister from another family. But things don't always work out the way we want them to huh?
I always put you before me, i needed to make sure my bae/best friend was okay before i ever was, no matter what the situation was. If you were ever hurting, in trouble, fighting with someone, absolutely anything i was always on your side making sure that you were okay first. If we were fighting i would always text you 'i love you' after it all because we never ever fought, that wasn't ever 'us'. I thought no boy could ruin what we had but look at us now, "if it was between me and a guy i would always choose you, because there isn't another you out there"..funny how someone could lie to another person right to there face.
Two weeks.two week you left me. You left me when i was hurting and you didn't give one shit about me. No text, No snapchats, No calls. Nothing for two weeks. I was left in the dust for some guy, Some guy that i slept with and then got ghosted by, but that didn't matter to you did it? You and him are happy, thats all that matters to you. Oh but the DAY he leaves you to go to basic training you suddenly miss me?! You ask me if i am home and you send me pictures of you crying like that is somehow going to magically FIX things between me and you. Oh yeah i noticed in the picture of you crying that you were wearing his sweatshirt and his hat, im not stupid. Do you not think i see those things? Do you think that when i see those things it doesn't hurt me? All the facebook profiles photos of you and him. All the instagram post about how much you two are going to miss each other, you think that makes me feel real good inside huh? I've cried to many tears, i've told you to your face how much it hurts that you and him are together but my feelings don't mean shit to you do they? I guess not, else absolutely none of this would've happened between me and you.
