Dear Ex-best friend,
Yes, I called you that!
2 years ago if someone had told us that this would be our future, they would have received a punch on their face. But today, here we are embracing the harsh truth of reality.
Today morning on my way to the office I saw three kids engrossed in a deep conversation, which I couldn’t help eavesdrop. They were crazy, they had the same amount of craziness that we once had.
Then it struck me maybe somewhere we did not take enough efforts to save our friendship. We went to the same college and to the same office. We never wished to be parted. What happened next? Something went a different way. We did not mind balancing things. And, that’s how three became two.
I wish I could say I miss you, but I don’t! Strange that I just said that, but I really don’t. Given that, I sometimes stalk your Facebook profile to see how you’re doing. And, I see you with all your new friends in a far off land and then I realized that it really doesn’t matter to me who you are with anymore. Because you’re not that girl who urged me to bunk classes with you. You are not that trouble maker for whom I would do anything. You are this whole new person now, the one I really don’t know.
You have changed so much, so much that I am really finding it hard to recognize the new person that you have become. Everything inside you has turned into plastic. You have changed so much that you wouldn’t even tell me that you were leaving town.
When was the last time we spoke? I still remember that phase of our lives where we couldn’t go a day without exchanging as much as a pointless text. So much has happened since we last talked and I’ve wanted to tell you about it all, but you’re no longer the person you promised you would be. Sometimes Facebook reminds me of all the fun we once used to have, and that only gets me thinking if all that was true.
Do you even understand how any of this feels? We were supposed to be best friends for eternity, we were supposed to be planning each other’s wedding together. We were supposed to go on a world tour together. We were supposed to torture and haunt people together. We were supposed to be making memories. We were supposed to be an example of “Forever and always“. Instead, you are somewhere and I’m here trying to avoid people who ask me why things are not like before between us.
It sometimes drives me crazy to know that all these years of our friendship meant nothing to you. All the vows that we took have become nothing but words. I wouldn’t forgive you for that. Not today, not any day. We both had to choose a different path in our lives and I wish mine never intersects yours. Not anymore!
Not hate, not love either,
This blog post was first published in “The Opinion“