Dear Friend,
I don't know what to do anymore. How long will I have to keep finding ways to show you that I miss you? That I miss everything we used to do? I'm trying so hard to keep this friendship alive, and all you're doing is stabbing me in the back. Pretty soon, I'm gonna stop trying. I'm gonna move on with my life, and stop trying to be in yours. And when that day comes, you're gonna wish you never turned your back on me when I needed you most. You're gonna regret not reaching out to me when I was hanging by a thread. But honestly, I don't want that day to come. I want you to invite me over like old times. I want you to be my best buddy again. Please, stop pretending I don't exsist. Like I meant nothing. Just remember, I was the one who was there for you when everyone called you fat and ugly. I was the one who told you all my secret crushes and listened to all of yours, even though we both knew we were hopeless romantics. I was the one who made you feel better about yourself when no one else did. I was the one who made you forget about all your flaws. And now, I'm nothing but a lonely cousin you see on the holidays.
I honestly don't know what else to do.
Thanks. I love you too, Chels.
Yours truely, Emmy.
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