I already know that your first instinct when reading this letter will be to apologize --for your actions, words, mistakes, and just about anything else that could have potentially hurt me or my best friend. Because the thing is, you are genuinely not a bad person. What you did wasn't intentional, it just happened, which is almost the worst part about it. It would be so easy to blame this on you simply being a really crappy human being, but it is much more difficult to understand how, in the midst of breaking her heart, you somehow seemed to forget how beautiful, intelligent, and exquisite my best friend truly is.
It would be easy for me to be angry at you, but I don't want there to be hatred or resentment between us. I had rooted for you from day one. I would "aw" at the cute texts you sent her and beg for the details after each date, when she would come back giddy with happiness. When you got her hopes up, you raised mine, too. I believed that maybe this time, it would finally work out for her. Maybe my best friend would find a guy who she clicked with, who she could be herself around, and with whom smiling and laughter felt natural.
We both had the highest of expectations for you, so when things went wrong and you acted like a jerk, I immediately came to her defense because I know she would do the same for me. She's my best friend. For every boy problem I've encountered, she's always been there to agree with me when I complain and make me feel better. We tell each other the truth, even if it's not what we want to hear, and we always stick up for each other. So, while I know she was scared to be honest with the full extent of how much she was hurt, I have no problem telling you how stupid of a mistake you made.
You broke the heart of a girl with a beautiful soul, one who is kind and loving and would have treated you better than you could have ever asked for. You missed out on a person that I wouldn't trade for the world, and you're an idiot for that. Eventually, I hope that the thought of you doesn't pang her heart anymore, and she is able to move on and find happiness with a person who respects her (I am confident that she will). But for now, I don't want it to come to the point where she continuously expects this to happen. I never want her to feel helpless, hopeless, or worth anything less than perfect. She deserves so much more than that, and you don't deserve her.
Yours truly,
A Girl's Best Friend
