Dear Friend,
Remember when we sat in my bedroom and promised to be best friends forever?
Remember when we spent every day together?
Remember when your mom felt like my mom, and my mom felt like yours?
Remember when we used to sit and talk for hours about the future and how scary it was?
I do.
Our friendship wasn't perfect. We got mad at each other. We wouldn't speak for a while. But we'd always get over it. That's what best friends do.
We spent countless hours goofing around, making each other laugh until our stomachs hurt. We ran to each other's side when one of us was upset about our parents, a boy, another friend, or anything that was going on.
I loved it. I cherish the times we had together. All the laughter, all the sleepless nights giggling at stupid internet videos, all the times you cried on my shoulder or I cried on yours.
Your friendship got me through the confusing high school days. I hope I was able to help you as well, because those were some rough days, trying to find ourselves and who we are.
When we graduated and entered the scary college world, you were by my side. Having someone familiar who was willing to stand by me during some of the most confusing and stressful days of my life meant the world to me.
Our friendship ended abruptly. You know what I mean. Something, somewhere didn't work out.
I know for a while we really resented each other. I know you talked about me. And I talked about you. Both of us were hurt and angry, and probably never got the chance to tell each other our sides of the story.
It sucked.
I cried a lot. I got angry. I stalked your facebook to see what you were doing and who you were hanging out with. (No, I don't do that anymore!)
Your friendship left me with many things.
It taught me to stand up for myself when others weren't being far. It taught me to recognize when I, myself, am not being fair.
Now that the anger has passed, that the hurt has subsided, I look back on our friendship with fondness. I smile a lot, when I remember something we did together, or something you said that made me laugh for the rest of the evening.
Sometimes, I wish things had ended differently. I wish we could still be as close as we were. I know, though, that won't happen. We've both changed a lot, and are different people now. We've seen each other and said hello, it was sort of awkward, but that's alright.
I honestly hope you're doing well. I hope when you think back on our friendship that you smile too. I hope you're happy. I hope you're figuring things out, getting where you're supposed to go with ease.
I do miss you. Maybe not the "you" you are now, but the relationship we had. It had a large part of shaping me into who I am today.
So thank you, first and foremost, for being the friend I needed at the time. Thank you for the laughter and the memories, both good and bad.
Thank you for teaching me valuable life lessons, both good and bad.
But mostly thank you for letting me into your life for the short time I was in it.
With love,
An Old Friend
