Dear you,

I know it’s been a while since we talked, but recently your face has been popping up a lot over my Timehop. It’s been four years since we met, four years since we became friends, but it’s only been a half a year since our friendship went down the drain. Half of me hopes you read this and realize it’s about you. Half of me hopes you never read this.

I met you freshman year by chance - and I’m still grateful. You were one of the only people who really got me - our late night phone calls lasted for hours, your parents loved me and vise versa, and you were the first one I told my secrets to. You knew when I was upset, even if I wouldn’t say it out loud. You made sure I was okay after each of my break ups, and always came to me with your girl problems. I was one of the first ones to ride with you in the car as you were learning how to drive. We even ended up co-starring as the leads in our senior year musical together.

You didn’t just become my best friend, you became part of my family.

But that started to change because around junior year because we jumped into relationships. I tried to keep in touch, and we did, but it wasn’t the same. We drifted apart. No more late night phone calls, no more adventures to small coffee shops, no more anything. The only time we interacted were classes and rehearsals. I felt like I had lost a piece of me. And then, we just fell out before we went off to college.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t miss you because I do. I miss our inside jokes, I miss your presence, but more importantly, I miss your friendship. We’re both in college now, in different cities, and I can’t even reach out to you. So, if you happen to read this, I hope you’re happy. I hope you’re finding success with everything you do. I hope that you chase your dreams and that you never give up.

You will always be near and dear to my heart, no matter what.

Love,

Me