We Were Always Meant To Be

• by Dishita Gupta
• 1 year ago

We were best friends for five years. When we completed our 10th grade, she went to another school. She told me that no matter what, we will be in contact. I texted her several times to which she used to reply after 5 days and only used a single emoji. She didn’t pick up my calls. She didn’t text me. I cried and I gave up eating and doing anything. I did this for one month. I was more like a patient who was not willing to recover. One day I texted her, asking if she was into the friendship or not. I wrote 300-350 words, to which she replied, “No. Goodbye. Have a happy life.” I was shattered. I was behaving abnormally because I was unable to believe that she was the one who promised me that no matter what we would be with each other forever. She ended it as if we were never together.

• by Angie
• 2 years ago

We were best friends for 18 years. I love and cherish her. I misunderstood her not telling me that she had a boyfriend by refusing her phone calls. Why did I act so selfishly? I was scared I would lose her when she had a boyfriend. Further, I messed up again by using her info to create a Facebook page under her name of which I post a birthday poem for he. She was so angry and mad, she scolded me over her FB page and ended our relationship.

I tried so hard for years to regain our relationship, but I knew I couldn’t do it by myself. I lost hope and finally learned how to let her go. I forgive her with all her words that hurt me so much. I regretted my unintentional actions. I was so disappointed that she didn’t understand me all these years. I do miss her a lot. I just need to talk to her, but I don't think she even wants to. She blocked all the ways that I can reach her.

• by Jess
• 2 years ago

We were best friends for five years. Then she left. She left me for exciting new relationships and friendships. I tried to hold our friendship together, but I learned you cannot do it by yourself. I finally let go, and I was so numb at that point I did not feel the shattering pain until months later. It came in stages. Doubting, realization, then the pain. After I gave up hope, she told me that she had no doubt in her mind that we would fix it. I got hopeful, but actions speak louder than words. We barely talk and it is in passing. I forgive her. I just miss her. I was not enough for her and I don't know why.

I felt so lonely afterward. I had spent so much of my energy on her that I failed to grow any friendships with other people. I have gotten a few other friends now. I am healing. I just need to talk to her, but I don't think she even wants to.