Dear *Insert name here*,

I never thought there would be a day where I wouldn't be sending you the most random gifs or texting you about how stupid that boy was and how I should've listened to you. I would've never even though that our obnoxious car karaoke sessions or late night food outings would come to an end.

When we both met freshman year, we both bonded over the weirdest, littlest things like how awkward we were and how we both fangirled over the stupid (now infamous) Magcon boys from Vine. We liked things that we thought NO ONE else liked such as indie music, foreign movies, etc etc. You were the yin to my yang. The Monica to my Rachel. The Cher to my Dion. You name it. We were the dynamic duo.

We would always talk about our futures and how excited/terrified we were for life. I remember when we both decided we would try to make the most of our high school years, and boy did we. No matter what we did, ranging from sleepovers to beach trips, it seemed like the adventure of a lifetime. We were CONSTANTLY attached at the hip and had this crazy, inseparable bond, which I will be forever grateful for.

After awhile, things became different. It began to hit us that adulthood was right around the corner and that we were both changing. We both decided to choose different life paths. I never really told you how much I supported your choice and how happy I am for you. Something wasn't feeling right between us and for the life of me, I couldn't figure out what to do and I was honestly so beyond scared I would lose you. That fear began to consume me so much to the point of where I began to make myself MISERABLE. It wasn't really registering with me that we were just changing as people and that it is okay to change. I saw your change as something threatening and I wholeheartedly own that but as I said, the reason I thought that change was so terrifying is because I thought it would take away our friendship/sisterhood.

Once our final weeks of school came around, we stopped talking altogether. We would no longer talk in the classes we had with each other which led to questions I really didn't want to answer. You seemed to be okay when I would see you around and I would try to act the same but inside, I was hurting. I would sit around at home wondering what to say to you or if I should even say anything at all. I just began to accept the fact that we wouldn't run out of graduation together yelling "WE DID IT. WE'RE FINALLY FREE!".

I am not going to put all the blame on you for our friendship coming to an end, but I won't put the blame on myself either. For now, I know you want absolutely nothing to do with me and I will respect that but I will also wish that one day, in the future, we will be able to meet at a little, coffee shop somewhere and just talk. Not even to talk about what went wrong but just talk about life, about anything. I just want you to know this, in case you really don't know. I love you. I will always wish the best for you and much more. Your successes will always bring a smile to my face. Knowing that you're okay happy in life makes me even happier. I want you to know if something ever happens or if you ever want to reach out to me, I'll be here, with open arms, and unconditional love.

Sincerely,

Your Old Best Friend