You always told me that we'd be "best friends forever" and we both believed it for a long time. Six years to be exact.
You were the one I would spend my summer days with, going to get food together or ice cream together. You were the one I would cry to in my heartbreaks, rant to in my tough times, and celebrate with in good times. I had your back and you always had mine.
Your excuse as to why you don't want to be friends all of a sudden doesn't make sense. It is, in and of itself, truly just an excuse for something you may not want to admit to me. You claim that you're just cutting people out of your life that cause you stress because you're trying to be happier, which I completely support because you deserve nothing less than happiness, but how can I cause you stress? We don't talk or see each other often anymore. I know we've become distant, we don't socialize as much as we used to. It's harder when we don't go to the same school and we have other things going on in life. I always understood. Best friends don't have to talk every single day to still be friends. Even just normal friends. What matters is knowing that if you absolutely need someone, they'll be there for you. I guess I took advantage of that more than you. Because I've needed you a lot in the past. Overtime I felt like a burden, so I stopped. I know there were moments when you needed someone, but you always ended up shutting me out. So I left it up to you to pick whether or not you wanted to come to me. I guess I should've known that you never would. I always told you that I wanted to hang out with you, we just never worked together and put in the effort to plan a time and day. Maybe that's both our faults, because I didn't push the idea of hanging out, but then again, you never really embraced it.
College is around the corner and I thought that we would be going to each other's high school graduations. I always thought that, ever since we became friends in middle school. You didn't end up coming to my graduation. I didn't really expect you to after the text you sent me with your excuse. All I got from you was a congrats on my Instagram post. I don't know what I expected, I was honestly surprised you even said something. Things change, people change. Maybe we have grown apart from each other, but I never stopped calling you my friend. I never will, even if you don't consider me one.
I'll still be a call or text away if you ever need me. I'll still be just a drive down MLK when we are home from college. I'll still be supporting you in anything, even if it's something I may not necessarily support in a general aspect. Why? Because that's what friends do. Stick by each other and support each other no matter what. Even if it means only watching your life in pictures on Instagram and Facebook, I'll still be supporting you throughout life.
I'll always be your friend. I'll always be here for you. We may not be concert buddies anymore, or summertime frozen yogurt buddies, but I'm always going to consider you a friend. I'm grateful for the memories we made, and I'm sorry that I wasn't a good enough friend for you at the end of it all.
