We're Not Friends Anymore

Dearest You,

I've lost you. And it hit me the hardest today in a meeting of all places. I was thinking to myself how I would write you a letter about this silly meeting and it would make you smile. Only I can't write you. Or I could write you and face the humiliation of knowing you don't want to hear from me. You won't answer. We're not friends any more.

We're not friends anymore. I think of all the things I face in life, not being your friend hurts the most. Not being able to share what happens at work with you. Or some funny little thing said by one of the kids. Or watch a tv show with you. Or watch a movie with you. We used to do those things. And now we don't. We're not friends anymore.

I didn't want to loose our precious friendship. When I traded it away, I thought I was trading it for something more. Something closer. I thought I was trading it for love. A love that shined and was bright and gave me so much happiness. I think it did for you too. I reread your letters and I feel it. Letters I know I should send back to you, but I can't. I can't part with the little bit of you I have. The little bit that for so brief a time was mine. They make me cry, and they make me burn, but I smile too.

I don't know why you have to go. I don't know why you won't stay. I only know that you left. And now I have to let you go.

We're not friends anymore.