Dear friend that stopped caring:
It's hard to believe that it's been almost (insert time frame here) since we've talked, since I've heard from you, since I've had you on social media, or since I knew that you were even alive. It's really sad to think about how long we've known each other, and from one day to the next, the friendship comes to an end.
I think back about all the times we'd talked on the phone, we'd met in person, we'd gone out to dinner, we'd socialized, gone to concerts, or whatever the case may be. I think about when cell phones came into our lives, and it made it easier to text, to talk, to send messages, to use social media, and even thinking back before that. Remember Yahoo and AOL Instant Messenger? I'm sure that some of our younger friends might have no clue what in the world I'm talking about. But I remember how easy it was to get in touch with you, to make plans with you, and to know that we'd be spending (insert time/days here) together just hanging out, having fun, and making memories.
It's hard to believe that from what seems one day to the next, we stopped talking, we stopped texting, we stopped calling each other, we stopped sending each other emails, we stopped posting on each other's social media accounts, and then from one day to the next, you were gone.
I would never wish bad things on any person on this planet or in this world. And I'm not wishing that on you now. But it would have been easier to think we lost our friendship because of a car accident, you became a priest and are living in a part of the world that doesn't have communication, or you got married and had 27 kids. I'd understand if life didn't allow the friendship to continue because you or I were so busy that breathing wasn't even a feasible option on most days, let alone talking, texting or hanging out.
Sadly, that's not the case. You just stopped caring.
It's hard to believe that we were so close from one day to the next, and then from the next day to the next, you no longer existed in my life. I kept texting. You did nothing. I kept emailing. You did nothing. I kept posting on your social media pages. You didn't respond. At first, I thought something had happened. Then I saw you'd posted on others' pages. I talked to a mutual friend that had talked to you just the day before. I heard from someone else that knew you, and said you'd been doing fine, you'd been enjoying life, and things were going as well as they could be expected to go.
But you just stopped caring.
I sit here and think about all of the years we'd been friends, all of the fun things we'd done, the friendship that we had, the places we'd gone, the sights we'd seen, concerts we'd gone to, movies we'd watched, music we'd listened to, dinners we'd eaten, stories we'd told, and all of the great memories we'd made. I kept thinking about what it'd be like to get all of that back. And how many times I'd tried. How much effort I'd put into it. Hoping you'd return it.
But you just stopped caring.
You were once that friend I could count on. You were once that person I could call any time day or night to talk to. You were that person I knew I could trust more than anyone on the planet. I could not ever imagine having another friend like you. I thought you'd be here forever.
But you just stopped caring.
I'm here to send this letter to you to say thank you. For a friendship that I enjoyed for so many years. For so many great memories. For so many great things we experienced, we shared, stories we told, and memories we made. Sadly, I had the thought that we'd always remain friends. That one day we'd look back when we were 60 or 80 or even older. Sit in our rocking chairs. Our kids all grown up. Our grand kids playing together. Laughing, joking, crying, and recalling all of the amazing memories we'd made. I thought that it would last forever.
But you just stopped caring.
I miss you. I will always miss you. I will always think about you. I will always wish you the best of luck, the most happiness you could find, and I will always say a prayer that one day in the future, our friendship will rekindle, our friendship will start over, and you will make an effort like you'd once made in the past. I thought we'd always be friends.
But you just stopped caring.
All I ask is that you think about it. You take a moment to remember back to all of those great times we shared, all the memories we made, and ask yourself if you miss it. Just one little bit. Maybe a lot. Maybe you don't miss it. But all I'd like you to know is that you were once one of my best friends. And I miss you.
Sincerely,
Me (That Friend You Once Had Until You Just Stopped Caring)