Five years.
As far as I remembered, our friendship will be reaching its fifth year this year. The friendship that we built was one of a kind; it does not simulate the typical ‘best friendship’ most best friends out there have; our is a kind of special one, and I am very thankful for having found this kind of sisterhood I have not dreamt of having even once in my life.
You said I was a gift from heaven, that you have been praying for a person like me to come into your life. In all honesty, those words have been one of the sweetest thing my ears have heard ever since I was born.
This is why even though we have taken a really rough road, you still managed to walk on it. You were brave enough to walk with me in this path full of traps and unwanted creatures luring us in every way they can, destroying the relationship we have built.
There were times when I was the saddest person in the world; but you never left me. You never ever left me; even once. You have understood every reason of my downside, like you’re my own sister, and that’s one of the things I could be really thankful for. Your existence to my life was a great gift from God that I did not expect.
Somehow things had gone different for days now.
The problems I deal with are so overwhelming. I may have thought me being sad isn’t the the issue right now; but it is our friendship.
I felt like you’ve changed. I confronted you about it, you said you haven’t; it’s just me that doesn’t understand you any longer. Both of us get mad over simple things already. This has been going for weeks now.
I feel like I just have to let everything go.
Friendship means helping each other grow, right? How come this doesn’t help us mold ourselves to become better ones?
This problem has been tolerable for the past years, but this time, the signs are too strong to be ignored.
I think it’s time to let this end.
No matter how we get back into good terms, I would still feel something’s not right about this.
And it’s always my fault.
Yes, I don’t want to blame you. Everything bad that happened between us is my fault.
I know you’ve changed your way of reaching out towards me; you know my every side. You seem to adjust so you could at least understand me; but, have your ever wondered, if I had done the same towards you?
Believe me, I tried. But I always end up getting back on the starting line, because I really don’t know how.
You’re always the one who does a lot of effort for me. You always showed me how much you love me, and how much you love even my darkest, meanest side. You have felt that I don’t like you, because it is what you observe, what you feel; you even told me that maybe I forgot you’re also a human being who could feel the same pain and sadness I have been feeling.
My dear, I do not forget that you’re also a human too.
These days, you have been indirectly showing our other friends what I really am, and that truly hurt me. I do not expose my mean side, but I end up showing it because of you. And I feel so ashamed. Most of the time I want to back our and cry my heart out, but every people would think it’s too shallow to be cried over.
I have been battling every war that happens inside me just to get me throughout the day feeling fine. I have been pretending to be the person I always dreamt to become; the easy-going, happy, smart person everyone has known.
You’re always right; I haven’t loved myself.
And you were right too, that I couldn’t love any person if I do not love myself first.
That would include you on ‘any person’.
But this does not mean our friendship will end here, right?
I would just have to slowly withdraw from any event that may bring us closer, because in the end, both of us would just get hurt, and I don't want to hurt especially you, who have been very important to me.
Plus this isn’t really a priority for us, since we will be ending our last year in college this year and we should be working hard for our dreams.
I do hope that our attachment for each other would cease, because, sadly, this isn’t right. This isn’t right in many ways I can’t imagine.