Dear Best Friend,
I hope you are enjoying
New Zealand.
I still do not understand
why you felt the need
to abandon me
and study abroad
our senior year.
Well,
I know why actually.
I know you well enough
to know it is something
you have dreamed of doing.
You left me alone
knowing full well I only had
you.
Senior year.
I do not know about you
but I had plans for us.
We were going to
do all the spirit week activities together,
apply to college together,
scholarship hunt together,
ride every ride in Disney on senior trip,
shop for prom dresses together,
walk at graduation together.
Instead,
you left me.
I do not go out.
No one replies to my texts.
No one listens to my political rants.
I am mad at you
for leaving.
But,
what kind of
best friend
does that make me?
I want you to be happy.
But at the expense
of my happiness?
You threw away
our last year together.
Best friend,
I am trying to
forgive you
but
it is hard.
Sometimes,
I hate you for leaving me.
I am
alone,
sad
because of you.
But,
at the end of the day,
I miss you.
Come home soon,
Your Best Friend
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