Dear Friend,

I miss you. A lot.

I still have the texts. And the pictures. And the cute little gifts.

Thank you for being there for me, even when I tried to isolate myself.

Thank you for walking into my mess and loving me anyway.

Thank you for the opportunity of knowing and loving you.

You taught me how to love in heartache.

You taught me how to let loose and be myself.

You taught me a new definition of strength.

I know that some friends are in your life only for a certain amount of time, and I guess that was us. I just wish it didn't end the way it did.

At first, I was angry. Angry that you left me and blamed me when I just tried to help. Then sad. Sad that you left when you knew that was my biggest fear. Then just confused. I didn't understand why, so I just shut down.

But,

I'm glad we were there for each other.

We both know that it was perfect timing that we met.

We became best friends instantly.

I felt like I had known you my whole life because it was like talking in the mirror with you.

You understood me like no one else did, without even asking.

I didn't have to explain what was wrong, because you just knew, sometimes before I even did.

I miss it.

I miss you.

And even years after we stopped being friends, you give me grace for where I am.

I'm so proud of how much you've accomplished.

Thank you for letting me into the hurt you were in as we grew in our friendship.

Thank you for trusting me and letting me help where I could.

You're so unbelievably strong, and I hope one day that you can see what I saw and still see in you.

So, as I grow and learn about myself more, I am working on forgiveness. Not just so that I can get over it or move on, but because I still love you and always will.

And I hope you know,

I still have the texts. And the pictures. And the cute little gifts.

You're still on my favorites list, and I will answer every time. Always.

I love you,

The one who will always stay