Dear Friend,
I am standing here in front of you, with my heart on my sleeve, telling you the harsh truth you should have heard a long time ago.
I decided I couldn’t be friends with you anymore. I don’t know what exactly happened to me to make a decision like this but I am happy it did.
I realized that I was the one who left. I was the one who moved to another place, made other friends.
But I never forgot you. And on the other hand, you forgot me.
You should know that friendship is not a one-way street. You should know that you can’t take advantage of me just because we are friends. You were taking me for granted for such a long time, thinking that I will be there no matter what happens.
But you were wrong. I am a human being, with a heart and a soul. Those days when you gave up on me were the worst in my life. I had a roller coaster of emotions and I was in a state of shock all the time.
I can see you now with other friends, posting happy photos of you on Facebook, tagging them like best friends. Don’t you know it hurts me so much when I see that?
My emotional wounds are still fresh and I need some time to get back on track again.
Now I can see you don’t care for me. Because if you did, you wouldn’t do things that are hurting my feelings.
I am aware of the fact that you didn’t love me all this time—you were jealous of me. You decided we weren’t friends anymore when you stopped being my best friend, but expected me to be yours.
You decided we weren’t best friends when you chose a boyfriend over me. And that was tearing my heart.
You know, when you love someone, you fight for them. Friendship is just like love—a constant fight for things to work. But no. You stopped fighting for me. And our friendship’s heart stopped beating.
I blame you for killing all those nice memories we had together. I blame you because you didn’t give a damn about me. And on the other hand, I was always going an extra mile for you.
I was there when you failed your first exam, comforting you and telling you everything will be okay. I was there when you were cheated on, thinking about a revenge for that jerk who left you all in tears. I was there when your father died, to tell you that you need to be strong now.
But you didn’t know to cherish that. And that is something I will never forgive.
The sad truth is that I have been choosing you when I should have been choosing me. Well, darling, you are running out of time now, because I choose me.
I know I did everything in my power to save our friendship, but you were the one who gave up. So, I am letting you go now. I have nothing to hold on anymore.
In the end, I just want to thank you. Maybe you are thinking why, right?
Well, despite all that happened, we were friends once, best friends.
Thank you for all those nice memories and wild nights while the rest of the world was asleep. Thank you for letting me cry on your shoulder when I was down.
Thank you for fighting for me, when I didn’t have strength to do that for myself. Thank you for teaching me how to be a loyal friend.
But above all, thank you for being the person who finally pushed me to choose myself.
With love,
Your Ex best friend