Time and distance are both nasty things. When put together, they’re even worse. I’ll start off by saying that I’m sorry. We were so close, and things got in the way. I’m not mad at you for losing touch with me or at myself for letting you slip away. I like to live under the tentatively optimistic philosophy that things happen for a reason. After everything we’ve been through, it’s unfortunate that we didn’t continue to be as close as we were a long time ago.

I want you to know that I’ll never forget you or the memories we’ve made together. You have helped shape me into the person I am today, for better or for worse. When I reminisce on my childhood and all the dumb things that I’ve done that I thought were so fun at the time, I recall the memories I share with you and I wonder if you do the same thing. Do you still think about me? About us? These are things I’ll probably never know.

To this day, I still wonder how you are. I see your posts on social media and I consider how our lives would be different if we were still involved in each other’s. Like I said, I’m not upset how things turned out, but I still have times of doubt. I wonder if I was the best friend I could’ve been and if it was my fault that we don’t still talk. Again, I guess I’ll never know.

I could always message you out of the blue, or send you a letter, or like your profile picture in hopes that you’ll contact me first. I probably won’t, and neither will you. While it breaks my heart a little, I know that I will always keep you in my thoughts. If I was ever at the end of my rope and I needed to reach out, I have strong faith that you would be there. I just want you to know that I would do the same for you. I promise.