Unfortunately losing people is a part of life. We have no control over it; we simply have to learn how to move on from it. Through the years there have been people that are no longer in my life for whatever reason. I believe that people are in your life for a reason. They may not always be around because they have fulfilled their purpose in your life. It may be hard to let them go at first, but sometimes it can be for the better. But I can't help but be sad when I think of a few of them. One the other hand, some are no longer in my life because of the toxicity that they brought, and I become glad because I know they are no longer in my life. There is one specific person that was in my life and is no longer present, and I can't help but wonder what happened.

Whenever you hear the term "the one that got away," most people think of it in a romantic sense, but in this particular instance I am thinking of a friendship. I met this person when we were in pre-school. We didn't like each other at first, but when we were in third grade we suddenly became friends. We never went to the same school besides in pre-school, but we went to the same after school daycare which is where our friendship started to grow. We would spend almost every weekend together. She was my best friend for the longest time. We joked about making a band together, read the same books, and she even got me into one direction. We would binge-watch all of their video diaries together and listen to their music non-stop. When I broke my hip, she drew me a poster and got all of her neighborhood friends to sign it. (I still have that poster.) There are so many amazing memories with her. But soon we started high school. Once again we didn't go to the same school. We still tried to keep in touch, but around our sophomore year, we just stopped talking. Our text conversations soon became shorter and shorter. Then we no longer saw each other when we could.

There are many different reasons why a friendship may end, but I think that the worst way is when you simply stop talking to one another. There is no bad blood or animosity towards one another, the relationship just ends. There isn't anything to blame it on. I guess you could blame life. Life got in the way and pulled us apart. Whenever I see her pictures as I scroll through Instagram I get sad because I miss her. I wish her the best, and I hope she is doing well. She was my best friend once, and I want her to succeed in life.

She was there when I needed her. She was my first best friend and she brought me so much joy. If I had to explain what her purpose was in my life, I guess I would say she taught me what it meant to be best friends with someone. I will never forget her friendship. It is horrible that in life we have to lose people, but we have to learn from them. I don't know if you're reading this dear friend, but if you are, I hope you are doing well and thank you for the many years of friendship.