You must be wondering like what the hell is going on or why am I doing this? Well, the truth is, even I don’t know why I’m doing this. Perhaps I’m going through an emotional rollercoaster in my life and I’m terribly missing that one person who knows every little thing about me. I know it was my fault that we are not what we used to be years back. Ironically the platform on which I’m writing this letter to you is the reason.
But to think about it, this blog is the last thing that we did together. It will forever have those memories, those secrets, those discussions, those achievements that we shared. I did stop for a while because I felt guilty for something I didn’t realize would matter to you more than our friendship. But today when I actually need someone to talk to, I miss you a lot, so I got back to this blog which is “our” last and final “thing”. I know if I’ll text you, you will listen to me but you will not hear me like you used to. This is why I don’t have the guts to text you.
I am so happy to see how well you are doing in your life. And I’ll always be happy for you. Never think otherwise. I have never had this kind of a bond with anyone, and I will always cherish this. I still have the letter you gave me, kept safe inside a glass jar. The times we spent together in school were literally the only good memories I have of it, because you know I hated school and also I was the weird boy in the class.
I consider myself to be very lucky to have been such close friends with a person like you. I’ve always admired your level of maturity, your presence, your confidence, and your sarcasm.
Well, it was nice to have this monologue with you, I don’t know if you’ll read this. But if you do, always remember that no one will ever replace our bond in my heart. Like never! Literally never. Years later when, and if, I have kids, you’re the first person I’m gonna tell them about.
Don’t forget me.
Your ex-best friend.