When no one was there I was the one who helped you.

When no one answered your texts I was waiting in my car in front of your house. When you were bored I was your last resort, but not anymore. Now that you have “friends” again I am the one who gets to sit back and watch all of the fun you’re having with the people you think you know. But it's okay because I'm happy being "lame."

Being friends was easy. Driving around late at night, eating our feelings, going to football games, blasting the radio, having “guy talk”, and even going to concerts was every girl’s “goal” and to think we almost had that together.

It’s almost as if this is a breakup and I’m watching you go back to your ex. But this is a lot worse. I was there for the random texts claiming that you had no friends but there was one who continued to answer you after every complaint. I was there for you, but now I know, you are no longer there for me.

I get it, I was a “filler” doing all of the things a friend should and would do but without the recognition. You stopped asking to hang out, you started going out more, and honestly, I do not even mind. I’m glad that you go out to fires, cookouts, and tailgates now because I can tell that you are happy.

Even if that happiness is temporary, you are still surrounded by people you wanted to like you the most. Maybe that bond you are creating is real. Maybe these are the friends will be with you until the end.

I will still like every photo on your Instagram, open every snap chat, and I will still respond to your texts. But the next time your friends are no longer there for you, I won’t be either.

And if you're reading this I’m sorry, but I wish I had realized what was happening sooner.

-Your Ex- "filler" friend