Dear Best Friend,
Or what should I call you now? I thought that we were inseparable, couldn't go a day without talking. I guess I was wrong. I wonder what you are doing now, now that you have moved on with you life. We see each other in passing and say a cordial hi, but what does that even mean anymore? We became strangers and the worst part is, I don't even understand why. Some closure would have been nice, but instead I slowly became the back burner friend, and now I don't even receive a text from you. Why?
I see all your pictures with everyone but me. That used to be me standing next to you laughing at the fact that we can't take a picture. That used to be me going on adventures late at night or going to get food because we were too lazy to cook. I wonder if you think about me the way that I think about you. I wonder if you miss our friendship like I do. I wonder if I ever meant as much to you as you did to me. I guess I will never know.
Dear Stranger,
I see you laughing walking through the quad, I see you and I miss you. I see all of your snapchat stories and I get jealous, I see all of your adventures and I miss ours. How did things come to this? I guess I have to let go because now all I know about you are the memories. Letting go is the hard part, especially with no closure. I'd assume we just grew apart, but I never even knew we were until you decided that you liked someone else more than you liked me. I never would have known except you never texted me anymore or even acknowledged me.
So thank you for being there for the past few years, thank you for the memories, the adventures, the pictures, and the late night conversations. Thank you for giving me the confidence I needed to make more friends. Thank you for being the best friend I could ask for. Thank you for being you, but I guess I have to let go.
Letting go is the hardest part. Deciding to close the door on a chapter that I am not ready to, well, I guess I do not have a choice. You made that decision for me. I have to learn to accept it.
So finally, best friend, or the person I thought was my best friend,
I guess there will be no more late night adventures, or binge eating french fries. I guess there will be no more late night talks, or distracting text messages. I wish I had some closure, I wish I had known what I did to make you pick someone else over me, but I will never know.
Thank you for what you gave me, but I wish it didn't have to end so soon.
