Dear Best Friend,

I love you. I've always loved you. Since the day I met you I knew we would be good for each other. We were polar opposites, but that was a good thing because we brought the best out in each other. You made me more of a social butterfly and I pulled you back a little bit and got you to have a lot more respect for yourself.

We had difficult times, maintaining a long distance bestfriendship is hard, especially after I went off to college but we still managed to talk to each other: text, Facebook message or on the phone. You were the one person I knew I could always call up in a crisis and you would give me an honest answer, even if it was hard to hear. I admired you for that. I also loved giving and getting gifts for our birthday's, Christmas and our course our Friendiversary, on May 21st.

However, it seemed in this past year, things have changed. After six years of being best friends, I never saw it coming. You stopped talking to me. We would go weeks without talking. I would always be the one to talk to you and when I did, I was greeted with a short, half-hearted response. You tried to blame it on being "busy" but I know better than that. No matter how busy I am, (and we both know I am VERY busy) I can always make time for the people I care about.

I realized that I knew nothing about your life anymore. You refused to tell me anything or always said that we could talk "later" but later never came. I always wondered what I did wrong, but it seems now that I didn't do anything. For some reason, you just stopped caring and it stings.

I'm sick of all your excuses. It's all you ever have nowadays. You drove 72 miles to my University to see two other friends that weren't me. TWICE. You didn't tell me you were there until the day you were leaving and like I mentioned before, my questions were met with excuses and I can tell you that they weren't good ones.

Do you think I'm stupid? Every single time you would tag the same four people in "best friend" posts on Facebook and never tag me. You forgot my birthday. Not one word all day. I had to text you the next day and ask what happened and guess what I got? More excuses. Then I would notice all the long paragraphs you would put on your other friend's walls for their birthdays. How do you think this made me feel? Every year on our frieniversary we write the longest post we can possibly type to each other about how much we love each other and this year what did I get? Nothing. Nada. Not a word. Not a message. Not a post.

If all of this wasn't enough, you want to know what the last straw was? When I went to message you to see how you were doing and I noticed that you had unfriended me. No warning. No comments. Nothing. Just boom. Gone. Like I never even existed.

I want to let you know that that was cold. Heartless even. I've given you six years of my life and have been your best friend through thick and thin. We've helped each other through everything and you are just going to up and erase me like that with no warning?

I want to let you know that that is cowardly. If you weren't feeling it anymore you could have just told me. You could have stood up and said something. But you didn't. And all I can ask is why. What have I done to you to deserve to be erased and forgotten for no reason? I can't think of an answer.

However, there is one thing I do want to say to you. And that is: Thank you. Thank you for showing me who my real friends were. The people who put in the effort. News Flash: I have a REAL best friend that goes to another college and we talk almost every day. We BOTH put in the effort because that's what best friends do. I got to find out who was really there for me and I figured out a long time ago that it wasn't you. Thank you for showing me that people will leave me for no good reason and you just have to nod your head and smile. You showed me how amazing my real friends are at school and how you just don't make the cut. I don't need "fake friends" that don't put in any effort. I learned a lot of lessons from you and I'll never forget what you taught me and I hope you won't forget what I taught you, but for no fault of my own you apparently have "better people" to hang out with. I wish you all the best and I just want to say I hope you'll miss me. I was nothing but good and loyal to you for six long years. At the end of all this all I can do is think that I'm going to be ok. I've survived worse than this and all I can say now is that I'm better off without you. But lastly, I'm not even going to shed one tear over you.

Sincerely,

Your Ex-Best Friend,

Molly