It’s been far too long since we’ve last spoken. I think you finally got married to that guy you fell head over heels with, and now you’re pregnant with your first child. It’s been so long that I’m not even sure where your life is going.
Since we last talked, I’ve started dating the most amazing man, but now I’m scared that I’m falling head over heels like you did. I’m scared I’ll fall so hard I’ll get lost. I’m scared I’ll get lost in the wrong boy, and end up with another broken heart. And when I need my best friend to hug me and tell me I’m not crazy for falling in love, you’re busy being crazy in love.
I’m not sure why you stopped answering my calls, texts and social media comments. I’m not sure what happened in your life that made you decide I could no longer be a apart of it. But I wasn’t ready to lose my best friend when I needed her the most.
He met my dad. It wasn’t actually that terrifying, except for the fact that I really, really like this one. I just moved in with him, and we’re already planning our future. Do you remember when you started planning your future with your husband? He could be the one. I’m hoping that I’m not wrong. I’ve tried reaching out again just to pick your brain, because you seem so crazy in love. Truthfully, I’m happy for you. I can only hope to be as happy with someone as you are with your husband. I just wish you’d answer my texts sometime.
You were the friend I talked to about my boy problems, my life problems, my dreams for the future, but now I don’t have those things because I have him. I have someone I can lean on when I’m having a bad day, or celebrate with when I’m having a good one. I have someone who supports me, loves me, and wants the best for me. Someone who wants me to accomplish all of my goals and who promised to pick me up if I fall (or fail).
I don’t know why you stopped answering me. Maybe your husband is your new best friend, and you didn’t need to talk about boy problems anymore. Maybe you’re so crazy in love, you got lost. I changed my mind – I don’t want to be crazy in love. Not if it means I lose my friends.
This will be my last letter to you. My last attempt to text you. At one point, I was your maid of honor, but now I’m just a ghost of your past. Well, now this ghost is going to rest in peace. I’m in a good place in my life. I’m sorry you couldn’t be around to see it. Goodbye, for now, or for however long you decide. But I’ve decided I’m moving on.