Dear ______,

I don’t know where our friendship went wrong, or how we let it become so painful, but I do know one thing: I miss you. I’m not proud of missing you. Truthfully, I don’t want to miss you. However, I feel as though I lost someone I never wanted to lose. But even so, I don’t forgive you.

I remember when we were younger, and we spent so much time together. We had that one special place we’d go to all the time. It was there that we laughed, we cried, and we fought, but we would still always find our way back.

When we grew up, we became two totally different people. Our friendship began to lose its way, as many friendships do. Our laughs were no longer real. Our cries were no longer for each other. Instead, our fights were against each other and the people we became. We no longer found a mutual interest. We began to push each other away amongst a sea of envy.

Still, our friendship continued even though we knew it shouldn’t. We were “best” friends who silently wanted less. Although our friendship was no longer strong, it wasn’t completely diminished. I still had a place in my heart where I could never hurt you after all that we went through. We were inseparable, and for that I’ll be forever grateful. But, there was a line I never thought we’d cross. You bullied me, and you pushed me aside during a time I needed you.

Somehow, I miss you. We grew apart during a time we were both vulnerable. It was a time of new stress and responsibility that we weren’t prepared for. We had different interests, and pursued those interests, while somehow still competing against each other. We competed for friends, for grades, for the greater talent. But, what was it all for?

Now I sit here, wondering why I miss you. Wondering why our friendship ended the way it did. Wondering why you hurt me. All I can conjure up in my mind is the fact that it must have happened for a reason. There’s a reason we were so close, and there’s a reason we are so separated now. I realize now that I’m better off. I’m no longer competing or stressed about a relationship that was going no-where. However, I miss our laughs, our cries and even our fights. I miss our special place. Unfortunately we’ve outgrown that place just as we’ve outgrown each other. I guess I just wish I could say goodbye, and tell you that I’m happy for what was once so great. But, I can’t miss you anymore. So, this is my way of finally letting go.