Hello. How are you? I feel like this is the point at which I should let you know the amount I miss you, however a portion of me knows you presumably couldn't care less. On the off chance that you did, we'd most likely still be companions… right? Regardless, I trust you consider me once in a while and miss me as well. It's been months since we last talked; who would've seen that coming? I know I certainly didn't. So much has happened since we last talked, and I've needed you to know it all. Isn't that bent? Despite the fact that we're no more drawn out companions, I need to let you know every one of the things I used to. Furthermore, it sucks since you're not that individual to me any longer.

You were the one individual I should have the capacity to rely on for anything. You used to be a telephone summon away—yet abruptly you quit replying. You should dependably pay special mind to me—yet then you were talking in the face of my good faith. We should be companions everlastingly—however the next thing I knew, we were becoming further and further separated.

In any case, I figure such is reality. Nothing is consistent and nobody owes you anything. Also, despite the fact that we're not companions any longer, I need to bless your heart. Much obliged to you for being my closest companion—and managing everything that accompanies that. Much obliged to you for the evenings we remained up until day break simply talking and chuckling. Much obliged to you for being straightforward and truly thinking about me. Much obliged to you for taking me for me, and failing to let other's judgments act as a burden. A debt of gratitude is in order for never sharing those humiliating pictures you took of me. Furthermore, thank you, thank you, thank you for being the closest companion I required amid that some portion of my life.

What's more, despite the fact that we are no more drawn out companions, I simply need you to realize that I would never loathe you. Believe me, I've attempted. It sounds dreadful, yet I thought it is less demanding to get over losing you on the off chance that I could despise you—yet I couldn't force myself to do it. I was harmed when you cleared out, yet I will never detest you. You were my closest companion. What's more, not withstanding how things wound up, therefore, I will dependably adore you.

Some of the time, despite everything I look through pictures of us and grin. I see screenshots of old discussions and giggle. Furthermore, at whatever point I see something that helps me to remember you or an inside joke, I quite often nearly send it to you. I don't think there will ever be a day when you don't enter my thoughts in any event once, however the bitterness and hurt are blurring, and I'm figuring out how to take a gander at you as a valued memory.

Everybody picks their ways in life, and I figure your way simply no longer entwined with mine. Be that as it may, I trust you're glad. Since I truly do wish you the best. I trust you've discovered another person to send every one of those strange images as well, to remain up on the telephone with on the evenings you can't rest, to binge watch Friends with, and to similarly whine and celebrate about every one of the things with.

Simply realize that I don't abhor you and that I'll generally adore you. Realize that I esteem the recollections we made and wouldn't exchange them for anything. I'll generally check your snaps and Facebook presence to ensure you're doing alright, in light of the fact that a few things will never show signs of change. What's more, realize that regardless of the possibility that I don't go up to you whenever I see you, I will dependably be appreciative to have called you my closest companion.

I wish you the best, and I hope you're new best friend is always there for you like I was.

The friend you left behind