I hope you know that it sucks writing this.

I thought you were someone who I could always count on. We'd stay up and have late night talks about every little thing. You were always my biggest supporter. You cheered me on and kept me going and you always seemed to have my best interest at heart. You'd randomly text me to check up on me, even though we were just talking on the phone about something completely different. You'd hear a change in my voice and immediately know something was wrong. You were the best friend I didn't know I needed.

You were also the best actor.

You turned out to just be using me. You used me for your own selfish reasons. It was like my happiness didn't truly matter to you, unless it was beneficial to you. You put on a social media front to seem like you cared about me and loved me. I would've done anything for you. However, once I realized that I was basically just a doormat to you, that changed. You noticed too. The late night talks stopped. The daily phone calls stopped. The random "How are you today?" texts stopped. Your performance was over. Your time on stage has clearly come to a halt.

Now, it's been awhile since we've talked. I don't mind it though, because a lot of amazing people filled your place and play the role even better than you ever possibly could. I think about you from time to time and wonder if I should message you. Then I realize that it'd be a waste of time because you seemed to have already won your Oscar and have moved on.

I forgive you though. I realized that your hurtful ways and the little belittling comments you'd make were just your insecurities shining through the surface. People who are hurting tend to hurt others. However, it's never smart to hurt someone who would've done anything for you and loved you more than you will ever know.

Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, I hope life is treating you well. I hope you're done with your acting career. If you're not, one day the curtain will fall and there will be no one backstage with you.