An open letter to the best friend who broke my heart
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Dear best friend or I guess ex best friend, So I know you said you didn’t want to fight, and that’s not what I’m trying to do here.
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An open letter to the best friend who broke my heart

by broken13night

Dear best friend or I guess ex best friend,

So I know you said you didn’t want to fight, and that’s not what I’m trying to do here.

I’m trying to understand what happened because honestly I’m still confused. I’m a lot of things right now. I’m hurt and I’m angry and I want to hate you but I don’t. I couldn’t ever.

A part of me really wants to tell you how I miss you and not having you in my life is one of the weirdest and most painful feeling but I know you probably don’t care,

cause if you did we’d still be friends.

Everyday I find things I want to send to you cause they were our inside jokes or it’s a cute dog or I want to tell you about something that happened and it sucks because I know that

you don’t want me in your life.

I pictured us a actual forever friends I guess. Like you’d be in my wedding and would be a aunt to my kid if I had one. I pictured you in the big moments but I guess not anymore.

And look I’m not saying any of this to make you feel bad or guilt you. I’m trying my hardest to not be petty.

I know I was always a lot to deal with. But every time you reassured me that friends are there for that. I guess that wasn’t really true.

I knew our friendship had started changing a while ago but I wanted to ignore it because I cherished you as a friend so much.

I knew when you started to resent me and felt obligated to friendship, but I hoped maybe it would go back to how it used to be.

The thing is you broke my heart.

I didn’t know friends could hurt more than anything else. And the way and time you decide to do it shows how much regard you had towards me. I realize I was very needy and a lot to handle.

And my only defense was that I was scared, I was alone since my family was a too far away to help me,

and I thought I could count on you since there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t have done if you needed me.

What did I do that was so wrong? One day we were sending pictures and jokes and using nicknames and the next it was a cold door.

I wish you could make me understand, then maybe it wouldn’t hurt so bad.

I feel like this happened out of nowhere and at the same time I’m thinking over everything and it’s been coming for a while I guess.

Was I that bad of a friend? Did I really make you hate me that much?

You were the best friend that broke my heart and have made me question every relationship I have.

I hope you cherish the friends you keep and know that I don’t hate you, but I agree with you about cutting ties So we’re just some weird form of strangers with memoirs and secrets I guess.

Sincerely,

The friend you left behind

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