Dear Rachel,
I've lost a few friends along the way, but for some reason that I just can't figure out, this one has hurt me the most. We met when we were 16 at the restaurant where we both still work. We were young and life was still fairly carefree. We spent the following summer going to lots of concerts together--something that has turned out to be one of my favorite memories. Even to this day, you're the only girl I know who can enjoy a rock show as much as I do. I'll always remember the time I locked my keys in my car in downtown Cleveland and we waited in that scary BW3; and the time you picked that kid up by his collar because he thought it would be cute to knock your hat off your head. So many great bands we saw that year...
I guess it all started to disintegrate that summer we found boyfriends. Alan was not your first, but Bryan was mine. You and I still found time for each other, but as time made our relationships stronger, we drifted. I'm still kicking myself for all those times you and Alan wanted us all to get ice cream together and I let Bryan talk me out of it. Though your relationship stayed strong, mine ended and in came the next guy. Although I now regret that year of my life that I spent with him, you were still there.
When that relationship of mine ended, that's pretty much the last I remember of my friendship with you, too. You and your boy decided to befriend my ex and that's when you and I really drifted. You also befriended my greatest enemy. I guess it all really fell apart when, despite all my begging, you refused to come to my 21st birthday party because you "didn't feel like it." I never forgot that and I'm still not over it.
Almost exactly a year ago (Apr 2008), we gave it one more go. You invited me to see MSI in concert with you, and I was ecstatic that after 4 years, we were going to another show together. The concert was fun and we laughed the whole way home as we got lost on the streets of downtown Cleveland, a place with which we were all too familiar.
That was the last time we did anything together, and the drift between us has only gotten wider. I almost can't stand to work with you anymore, and I today I think I actually used the word bitch to describe you. I hate that what was once my best friendship has totally fallen apart. And more than that, I hate that you don't seem to care.
I miss you.
Love,
M
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((hugs)) it's hard when a friendship fails... heck when ANY friendship fails. I like to keep the perspective that people enter (and exit) our lives for a purpose... that purpose may hurt, but we usually come out somehow stronger and a lesson is learned in the meantime.
ReplyDeleteHad a few relationships like that myself. I think we all get caught up in our lives at the moment and forget about the past. People change, they grow, we grow apart, come back together, grow apart again, or sometimes we are able to sustain a lasting friendship when both parties make the effort. Good luck.
ReplyDeleteHey, this story really struck a chord with me. I have a friend like that too. So close, so many great memories, then...slowly...it drifts. I know the pain.
ReplyDeleteBUT I have another friend this happened with too. I knew her from the age of 12. We drifted apart for ages, then came together again when we both had a baby. Totally rediscovered each other. Friendships can drift and come back together sometimes. She's now my best friend, even though she lives miles away. We are both now 41 and I love her with all my heart. If this doesn't happen with this girl, then she was never worth it. You'll have other much more important friends in the future. Though you'll never forget her, she won't seem so important in time. Take care now Ax