Dear-ish friend,
I sort of miss you. I miss eating excessive amounts of chips and salsa. I miss pretending to go to the gym together. I even miss being each other's Woman Crush Wednesday. We've had some great times together, and sometimes, when I'm feeling low, I think about those times.
I don't know why. They only make me feel worse.
Relationships are extremely important to me. Am I always the friend I should be? No, but that doesn't mean that I don't try. I think this must have something to do with the fact that you moved away. Are long-distance friendships just too hard for you? Because my best friends in the whole world live at least three hours away from me. I don't ever go more than a few weeks without contacting you in some way, even if it's just via Snapchat. I wish you knew how much it hurts to not hear back or for you to be short with me. My time is as precious as yours. Please understand that.
Recently, I told you about what's going on in my life. This is a scary and stressful time for me, and I don't feel like I have many unbiased people to talk to, but I still haven't heard back from you. You used to know that I don't like to let anyone know when something is wrong. If I listen when you talk, why don't you listen to me?
But I have to thank you, too. Thanks for the laughter. Thanks for letting me sleep on your couch on the nights when I just couldn't be alone anymore. Thanks for being my best friend for a spell. Thanks for teaching me what a real friend isn't. Thank you for teaching me that it's OK to let go of bad relationships.
Goodbye, I guess.