Recently, I found a letter in a place it should not have been. This letter was in an old notebook of mine from high school and was meant to be given to someone who I parted ways with a long time ago. I have been debating about sharing it and wasn’t sure if it was worth it. It may not matter much to the situation this person and I were in, but maybe someone reading this is dealing with similar issue and reading this will guide them in a direction that will help them. And of course my own situation won’t match anyone else’s, but pick and pull as you see fit.
(Please note that names will not be named for privacy’s sake.)
Dear You,
Things didn’t end well, and from what everyone has been telling me, this never should have happened at all. We never should have fell apart. We both know it, and because of it we’re both dealing with what comes after this. It’s only been a few days, but the last conversation we had is all I can think of. Because let’s face it, how can I not think about that moment where everything went wrong?
The world was ours to take over, but you left me alone to deal with the armies that came after. We just weren’t strong enough were we? They all keep asking me what happened to us, and I have no words for them. I never know what to say… you know me. I hate dealing with situations like this, but they all want to know why you’re not by my side everyday. What’s worse is that they’re all choosing sides. Are there even sides to choose from? We were both in the wrong, we were both hurt. They all tell me how sorry they are about all that happened, and I don’t know what to say to them.
And it pains me to even consider it, but were we even really friends? Did you ever consider me as that? I think back to the first time we really talked to each other. I think back to when we were getting to know one another and I think about it… we were friends at the very least in my eyes. We should have been able to end on a note that left us where we began, but we really started as two strangers who were just lucky enough to have been placed in the same classes. Maybe this would have happened no matter what, but I wish this hadn’t have happened at all.
I’m going to be honest here… I’m hoping this will end up like every other time, and we’ll be good as quick as it was over. We promised each other that no matter what we’d still be friends, but I didn’t realize promises like that were meant to be broken.
Either way, I don’t want you to believe that I hate you or whatever. I want to see you do well in life, and I hope you live out your dreams. Maybe we’ll find each other again when we’ve grown older and wiser, but for now… I’ll say goodbye.
-Lizz
