A Letter To My High School Best Friend
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A Letter To My High School Best Friend

You will always have a piece of my heart.

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A Letter To My High School Best Friend
Kennedy Lane

Dear High School Bestie,

I honestly do not know where to start, so I'll start by saying thank you. Thank you for being my best friend when I needed one the most.

You were my other half. You read my mind; you knew me better than I knew myself. You knew what I was going through without me having to say a word. Having you in my life during one of the most difficult times in life was a blessing.

We were inseparable. We were a team; you didn't get one of us without the other. We had our good times and our laughs, there were times where we would laugh until we cried and couldn't breathe. We also had our bad times, but we got through them together.

We had been through hell and back. We thought that we were indestructible, that we could make it through absolutely anything. Keyword: "Thought".

I honestly couldn't tell you where things went wrong. I think the moment that we stepped onto our college campus; things started to change.

In high school, we had the same friend groups, the same classes, and the same hobbies. We did everything together whether we had the choice or not. We were always together. But things changed when we got to college. We had different majors, different friend groups, we started living different lives.

We grew apart, but we also didn't try to reconnect.

I'm not here to call you out or to yell at you or tell you how I wish things could have been different.

I know there are some mixed emotions and right now it's hard to tell how the other really feels. As you know I'm not one to open up that easily and tend to close myself off and focus on others. Well now is my time to tell you where I am at.

I do not hate you or dislike you in any way. I want you to know that you will always have a special place in my heart.

Ever since we have gone our different ways, I have changed so much. I want you to know that I am a different person now than I was in high school and I could not be happier. I have made mistakes and learned to form them. I've taken risks and failed at times, but I've also succeeded. I have grown in every way possible, especially in my faith.

I would be lying if I said losing you didn't hurt. Best friend breakups hurt more than relationship breakups and that was one of the worst things I have ever experienced.

I do not know where you are at in life or how you are feeling. I hope you have grown as a person and in your relationships, especially in your relationship with the Lord. I hope that you are achieving your goals and following your dreams.

I wish you the best in everything that you do. I will always support you.

Part of me wishes I could still stand by your side and you could stand by me in all of our adventures, but that is not the way it was meant to be. God wanted us to go our separate ways and I have come to peace with that.

Even though we are no longer best friends, you will always have a piece of my heart.

Love,

Your High School Best Friend

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