• Best Friends Forever

    by  • September 17, 2010 • Friends, Grief, Love - Pure and Simple • 0 Comments

    We’ve been friends since we were in first grade. We were six. It’s been ten years.

    We’ve been through the worst of it together – friend problems, family problems, and all the tumultuous times of becoming a teenager. I helped you out when your friends abandoned you and you helped me out when my friends abandoned me. I stuck up for you when you weren’t around and you did the same for me.

    We’ve been through the best of it together – birthdays, boyfriends, and late nights giggling in my room. For all that time, I called you a best friend. We were like sisters, and when your sister was born you used my house as a sanctuary. You used it as a sanctuary ever since.

    Then you walked away. You said other people were being mean to you and you were becoming ill over it. Don’t you remember you had a shoulder to cry? Doesn’t our friendship matter to you?

    You alienated yourself from me and everyone else. You isolated yourself in your room. And now you are unhappy. I hope you made the right choice, and while I am sad, I accept what has happened. I am not mad about it, nor am I sad. I got past that the first week.

    I just feel like a member of my family just died.

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