Dear Not-Any-More-Best Friend

Dear Friend,

Hope you are doing well, wherever you are , caught in the web of life, giving in to life’s tantrums and doing what situations force you to do.

I just wanted you to know, that meanwhile, it has been hard for me . Hard for me to live , to breathe , to come to terms with what you did to me….

It has been painful to know that you betrayed me, lied to me, that I was never as important a part of your universe as you were of mine. Somewhere between being emotional confidants to not even responding to texts for days together, I guess life happened.

You got better friends and a better life I suppose….

This set me thinking , made me introspect and fish out my lacunae. I let very few people have a window into my personal bubble, you were one of them. I dare say that was a privilege , for my soul is a rare one, encased inside a shield for the fear of intruders.But alas! I wonder why did it take me this long to realize you weren’t a savior but an invader instead .

Will you be happy to know that I have pushed myself into that same shell of self depreciation that you helped me come out of years ago?

Will it suffice for you to know that you have injured the foundation of my faith in the virtue of friendship? Thanks to you, now I have something I never had before- trust issues.

But a part of me, a small part of me, still loves you , still wishes to have the comfort of 2 am conversations with you, still hopes to get you back in a way better than before.

Don’t worry , our friendship hasn’t been futile.

It has taught me that my trust and faith are precious , giving them away will require stricter caution than before…

That self- love and self -worth should be my priorities.

That no one can be as important to me as me , myself and I.

Regards,

Yours Truly.