Dear best friend,
Before I start, I’d just like to say thank you. Thanks for everything you’ve done for me. You were there when I needed you for a while, and I was never scared to call you my best friend. You were wonderful, we were wonderful. Although people warned me, I was too infatuated with you to take what they had to say into consideration.
You were the boy that I had a crush on all throughout high school. From the day I met you, I just became instantly attracted to you. You were an ass, but you grew on me. I stood by your side through everything. I watched you get hurt by two girls, and picked up the pieces with you when they left. Eventually, it was my turn to show you what a real relationship was. I didn’t even think twice when you told me to kiss you.
That was my first mistake.
You’ll never know how much I wish I could go back. Back to when you didn’t ignore me every day, back to when we hung out all weekend, and yes, back to the days when our sexual tension was bursting at the seams. I really don’t know where we went wrong. I guess I never should’ve let you kiss me. It ruined us.
What I thought was amazing quickly changed. I thought you were mine, I thought I was yours. I thought we were the “couple” that didn’t need the label to be together. I was sadly mistaken. You quickly grew irritated with me for no reason. I don’t know why, but you did. And after I took care of you all night after you had a little too much to drink. I even consoled you about your problems. I drove you home, and stayed at your house until you woke up. I promised you that I’d always be there, that you’d never need to search for a friend. You thanked me.
Things changed when I started needing you I guess. You thought I was jealous, when in all honesty, I just liked you. I needed someone to lean on, and you weren’t there. I don’t know what hurt me more; the fact that I was depressed, or the fact that my best friend wasn’t helping me out. You got mad at me for my jealousy, even though you got jealous too.
Now, I’m telling you goodbye. I wish I could fix this, but I can’t. I didn’t want this to happen to us, but it did. I want you to know that it’s not my fault, it never was. It’s yours. I want you to realize that you’ll never meet anyone who cares about you as much as I do. I can promise you that. You don’t have to worry about it anymore though, we’re done. No more jealousy, no more rules, no more nothing. I’m going to be just fine without you.
Your best friend