Having your best friend is one of the best things in life. You know, like the typical best-friendship. The one where you have the same songs that you scream in the car with all the windows down. That kind of friendship where they know all your flaws and secrets and you know all of theirs. That Meredith Grey and Christina Yang, "I'm your person" sort of friendship. You talk about life together and how you plan on being best friends til the end.

Until the end comes sooner than you thought.

I'm not going to lie. I was pissed about our break-off of friendship. I thought you were my ride or die and that we would be in our 50s with our kids being best friends. Our friendship has taught me so much, and so did the end of it.

You taught me the true meaning of friendship. Being best friends with someone for the majority of your life teaches you what loyalty and forgiveness are. The fights are meaningless when you truly care for someone like I did for you; you're just so similar that you both want to win. You taught me that one of the best things in life is the simple parts about a friendship: riding in a car together jamming to your favorite songs, watching movies or just hanging out even if you haven't said a word in hours. You taught me that a bond that inseparable was a comfort that I will look for for the rest of my life in a friend. You also taught me that being inseparable can make or break two people.

As humans, it's our natural instinct to grow. When you grow with someone, you watch them grow. Our growth taught me so many things. Your growth made me learn how to be proud of someone you love's accomplishments, and when they have a downfall when to lift them up. Our growth together, though, taught me that people aren't always meant to grow together — and that's okay. Not everything is meant to last forever, no matter how badly you want it to.

Our split taught me about anger. I was so angry when you left. I was pissed. Although, I learned how to turn that anger into respect. I learned to respect that maybe we had outgrown each other and respect that maybe our friendship wasn't meant to last forever. I learned out of all things how to respect you. Respect that you didn't want the friendship to last forever because that's what you want, and I know I wasn't perfect.

I thought I was the victim when it came to the end of our friendship, but I quickly figured out that I was just as flawed. Nobody in this world is perfect. Nobody. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I was innocent, I cannot. There were for sure things that I did to push you to end our friendship, and I wish I could take all those things back. Sadly, I can't. So all there is left to do is to move on and keep pushing forward.

The end to our friendship showed me how to accept loneliness in my life. No matter what I was going through, you were there for a shoulder to cry on or to jump into the fight. When you left, I didn't have that. I had other friends, sure, but nobody that understood me like you did. You knew the blueprint for my mind and soul, and that was something I never took for granted because I knew yours too. So when you were gone, I learned that it was time for me to be my own shoulder and backup in a fight because at the end of the day, I'm all I will have. It's up to me to fight my battles and struggle through the rough waters.

You also taught me how to be outgoing again. With the loneliness, I needed to fill a void within me. Another person to know me the way you did and a way to trust without fearing the fall. Even though I learned that I needed to be my own person, I learned how to create a new circle of friends. I learned to reach out of the box, reconnect with old friends and sprout beautiful friendships with new people, and I can indirectly thank you for that. Without the end to our friendship, I may not have met my people in life that I have now.

In the end, I believe that everything has a purpose. Everything that happens to you and me and this whole universe happens for a reason; fate has a funny way of changing things up on us, but I won't lie — I miss our friendship. I look back on our Snapchat memories and my heart physically aches from that part of us you took with you when you left this friendship. I cherish the happy memories of our friendship and learn from them. I also learn from the dark side of our friendship.

So as I sit here in this crowded coffee shop listening to our favorite artist, I write this as an apology and a thank-you. So if you're reading this, know I don't hate you, and I'm sorry for all the venom I've spewed in the past. Know that one day I hope we reconnect our bond and know that I'm always here for you regardless of our past.