Dear Ex-Best Friend,
About 5 years ago I walked in to class knowing close to no one, until you walked into the room with that confident stride you have everywhere you go. I couldn't really tell you how we began talking or when exactly we became friends, but I know it happened fast. We had the same energy and excitement about life, and got very irrationally upset at similar things as well. Between the time we spent in classes together and becoming basically inseparable outside of school, we really got to know each other inside and out. You were patient with me when I was frustrated, and I sat with you for hours when you were sad. We saw each other through all the highs and the many many lows of relationships, and we always had the other's back.
I could go on for hours about the nights we stayed out late blasting music in the car with the windows down, or the games we played, and how hard we laughed at bonfires. We really were the ultimate party hosts when we wanted to be. Spending an entire day putting up Christmas lights outside for the bonfire or perfectly organizing our face scrubs and gift bags before prom. I think most people knew us because of our energy and supreme event planning.
We really made it seem like we had grown up together. In the 4 short years we were friends I had come to know your entire family, life, and history just as well as you knew mine. We knew all about each other's beliefs and dreams. We really knew each other to our souls.
But as time passes, people change. We long for a relationship and commitment and that can cloud our judgement. We meet new people and develop different lives at school than we had at home. School, work, and clubs keep us busy, and attending colleges two hours away from each other never helps. Life happens and I could never blame you for that.
I wish things had gone differently. I wish I had made time to hang out with you after work, and I wish we still lived closer, but we both needed to follow the path that was best for us. It's unfortunate that we had to drift apart, but I suppose that's a part of growing up. I have good friends here. They care about me, and we are creating just as many new crazy memories as we have old, but every now and then I wish you were here to experience it all with me.
I hope you are happy with the path you have chosen. I know you were so excited about the direction your life was going the last time we talked and I still pray that you feel the same about where it is going now. I already know you are working hard for your dreams and I don't have a doubt in my mind you will achieve everything you are hoping to. Things may not have gone like we wanted for our friendship, but I still wish you the best.
Hopefully one day I will run into you again. Maybe it will be intentional, or maybe it will be by chance at the grocery store. No matter where we go from here on out, you were my best friend once. No one has ever known me more completely than you and I will always value you and our friendship. So here's to best friends, and growing up.
Love,
Your Ex-Best Friend
