Hello friend, you know who you are.
I’m sorry we had a falling out. I’m not sure why it happened, or when exactly. Maybe we just grew distant, maybe we became friends with different people, and lost sight of each other. It used to hurt me, seeing that you were off with other friends of yours. Either friends that I introduced you to, or friends that didn’t really like me to begin with, and maybe somehow that rubbed off on you. I tried to apologize for whatever happened between us. The response I received wasn’t from my once very best friend, but from someone else who barely knew me. I admit here and now that that broke my heart more than any high school boyfriend ever had. I began to resent you to the point where I couldn’t even follow you on social media, because seeing you in photos would just trigger memories that seemingly didn’t exist to you. It made me feel betrayed and forgotten, seeing you made me regret losing you.
I’ve tried for years, but I never could replace the friendship we had. I could never find anyone to be as true and genuine of a friend as you were to me. I wonder how you’re doing. From what I’ve heard, you’re happy, and that overjoys me. I’ve done my best to leave you in my past, because even seeing your pictures on Facebook through mutual friends ate me up inside. It’s difficult, though, because when I come home from college and drive around our hometown, I see memories of ours everywhere—biking to the park, late night trips for ice cream or chicken wings. Laughter, tears, goofy selfies and late night talks. I remember it all, and I hope you do too.
Now, don’t get me wrong. It's not like my world has stopped spinning without you, I've been doing pretty well, too! School has been great for me, I’m happier than I’ve ever been. But every once in awhile, something makes me remember the friendship we once had, and the corners of my mouth turn up a little—a smile to reminisce the times we’ve had, and I miss you. That’s why while I’ve left you in my past, I’ll never really give up on you. Now, instead of resenting our falling out, I’m trying to remember the good times instead. You were there for me in a dark time in my life (high school, you know how it is), and for that I’ll always be grateful. No matter how many years pass, I’ll always cherish our friendship. That’s why if you happen to read this article, if you ever need anything, if you ever want to catch up, I’m just a phone call away.
So, to sum up. Yes, I used to resent you. I’m sorry I did, because I know for a fact that doing so hurt me more than it hurt you. I hope you know that memories with you are fond to me now; my childhood friend. I hope and pray that all is well for you. While I’ve left you in my past that will never mean that I’ve given up on you.
