I thought you were going to be my best friend forever, my bridesmaid, the one who said the eulogy at my funeral.
I don't know your address anymore.
You don't answer my texts.
You have a new boyfriend I've met once and I hope to god he treats you right.
I could blame distance, I could blame me, I could blame you.
I will always blame myself.
I miss you.
I don't know what I did.
Or what I didn't do.
You probably won't read this or acknowledge it if you do.
I don't even know if you'd know it was about you.
You are still my best friend even if I am not yours.