Dear Ex-Best Friend

Fri, 01/19/2018 - 15:34 -- ggoelz

Dear Ex-Best Friend,

 

I can’t thank you enough for what you did to me.

Yes, it was selfish and rude and incredibly mean.

How do you break up with your best friend of 4 years?

I wouldn’t have done it quite like you did.

And you never told me why you had to do it.

 

For a while there I was sad.

Upset.

Confused more than anything.

How did this happen to me?

Do you know what it’s like to feel alone in a school with 2,800 students?

 

But it’s okay.

I forgive you.

I know you feel guilty about it.

I can tell by the way you avoid me in the halls.

And the false kindness our mutual friends show me in pity.

 

Because, like I said: Thank You.

You gave me the opportunity to branch out, to become who I truly am.

My  benevolent nature no longer chokes under the vines of our friendship.

My faith has grown stronger since you’ve last spoken to me.

Perhaps it is free to fly now that the cage of your friendship has disappeared.

 

But trust me on this:

I still love you.

There might be resentment, but not hate.

I still remember the good times we’ve had together.

I can see through the taint of our abrupt ending.

 

Thanks to you I know what it feels like to be alone and broken.

I’ve made it a mission to befriend others who are lonely.

Especially if they’ve never had the comfort a relationship like ours brought.

Because I know how it feels

I’ve taken this bad thing you’ve done to be and used it to help others

 

So thank you,

Not just from me.

But from the no-longer-lonely.

For otherwise, no one would have cared for them in a school full of people like you.

Without what you did to me, they might not be here today.

 

--Your Ex-Best Friend

 

This poem is about: 
Me
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