In my 23 years of life, I always struggled to make friends. Being an introvert, I mainly stuck to the few people I had met throughout school and never really branched out. I didn't meet my true best friend until I was in high school. We were the weird kids, and we just clicked. Our parents were friends and we pretty much spent every weekend together. We went to our church events, where I learned how to be pseudo-catholic, we went to our marching band events together, and stayed up all night talking to and about boys. We were there through the heartaches, through the tears, through the "ice storms", and through all the laughter. We baked, cooked, and cleaned together. We were together through our really weird teenage years, the years no one wants to remember, and we stood by each others' side. Me casa es su casa, and vice versa.

You showed me what a true best friend was, and I miss that every day of my life. We used to stay out late doing who knows what in our small town, then you moved in with me in college and all was well. We could do everything in life we wanted, but we were cooler then because we were adults and on our own. Life was great, until I had to go and drag a serious relationship into the scene.

First of all, I miss you. I think about you almost every day, about how we used to spend every day together sharing secrets. However, there comes a time in one's life where they have to choose between their friends and their significant other, and my time came before I was ready. I met my boyfriend one day, and the next thing I know, he wants me to move in with him. My whole life became a whirlwind because it was all happening before I knew it. Unfortunately, my boyfriend didn't like that I was sharing so much time with someone else, so I shoved you out of my life. I quit texting you, I quit calling you, everything you did made me angry and I didn't want to be around you. Then I moved away, and our relationship ceased to exist, except for on Facebook, where we almost never spoke.

Second of all, I'm sorry. You didn't deserve that. I don't know what I was thinking. You know how we were, boys were so important to us, I guess I just let him get the best of me. My boyfriend (the same guy) asks about you sometimes, and why we never hang out. I guess I took what he said the wrong way.

I just want you to know that I want to change things. I want to be friends again, but I don't know if we can go back in time and change the way I kicked you out of my life. I'm sorry, and I hope your life is going well. Love you always, best friend.

Sincerely,

A lonely friend.