To my supposed "best friend forever,"
Let me start by thanking you. You managed to stay by my side through the four roughest years of my life, otherwise known as high school. We were those weird best friends that happened to meet in class and managed to find lots in common, then fall in love with each other. We spent countless weekends together, had study dates at Starbucks, and even went out of town with each other.
Every single memory we made was priceless, and I will never have a friendship like ours ever again. When I thought my life was over because my ex-boyfriend had broken my heart, you took me to get ice cream and spent the night with me. When I was ready to drop out all over a stupid calculus test, you invited me to the library to come study with you. No matter what I went through, you were there.
I still remember what you told me at graduation. We stood together, took countless pictures with each other and our group of friends, and laughed about all of the memories we had made along the way. You told me that no matter where we went to college, you would always be a phone call away. We had our graduation party together and celebrated with friends, and the whole time you reminded me that we would always be "best friends forever."
When I went off to college, I realized that I needed you more than ever. I missed my best friend, I missed our sleepovers, and I even missed our study dates. I remembered what you said to me at graduation. You promised you would always be just one phone call away. But one day I called you, and you didn't pick up. So I texted you and asked for you to call me when you could. Because I needed you, and I missed you. But you came up with excuses - work, school, boys - and never called me back.
I went home one weekend and just hoped that you would find time to hang out with me again, like we did almost every day in high school. I called you on Friday to tell you I was home. And I texted you on Saturday and asked you to grab dinner with me. And I texted you again on Sunday asking for you to simply say, "Hi," before I left for school again. But every time I asked, you found some excuse. You had homework to do, you were going on a date, or you had already made plans with someone else.
Everyone always tells you that your friends from high school fade away, but you had promised to stay forever. You were supposed to be one of my bridesmaids; you were supposed to be there when I cried; you were supposed to be there when I laughed; you were supposed to watch me graduate and accomplish great things. But most importantly, you were supposed to be my "best friend forever."




















