To My Best Friend (New Chapter 3)

To My Best friend,

Hey you.. this letter is for you. You know who you are. The first thing I want to tell you is that I’m sorry. Sorry for letting you down, sorry for making you cry. I don’t know why I am this way, i don’t even know who i am anymore. Sorry for not being strong, for breaking down, for putting the happiest person i know through pain. I’m sorry for being a fuck up. Thank you for being my friend, for wanting me to be happy and doing the best you can to make me happy.

I should have treated you better, should have responded to all the letters you wrote me. I’m sorry for being such a shitty friend. I keep apologizing. God, I miss you so fucking much. You wouldn’t believe it. It doesn’t come in the kind of missing where I miss you every single day. I think we are way past that. And with the distance – it really doesn’t add much to it. 8483 miles of you being away from me, hopeful  of the rare Skype calls, the occasional spurt of  conversations, the lengths of me missing you. The thing is, we are so independent. We are both independent of everyone else. We are independent of each other but I couldn’t imagine knowing that I’d have a life without you to fall back on. We can go days, weeks and months without conversation. And still lapse into it like time had always stood still for us. In that strange…strange way.

Where would I be with out you? I have never felt worthy of your friendship, but always treasured it close to my heart. You have taught me a lot. Believe it or not, you are someone I have always wanted to be like. I see your courage, your devotion to school and to your friends and family. You are the perfect best friend, and I am so happy I met you. No matter where life takes us, you will always be in my heart and on my speed-dial. You are truly my best friend, through thick and thin, through all our fights. Why do you have to be so far away? Why can’t you be here when i need you the most? You’re the only person who wont abandon me remember? I miss you Buddie. This letter is a lot shorter than I would like it to be, but sometimes words can not describe things that are ordinarily felt. There is so much that I want and could so but we have so little time, I know you already know most of this anyway so do you really need telling? You’re one of the realest people i know, thank you for letting me in your life and being my best friend.

Sincerely Your best friend,

Jullian

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About Jullian Autry

When I set my heart on something, I give it my all. That's why I decided to blog.I am going to share my story with everyone I want to show you all who I am, my life,dreams and aspirations. I hope that my post, my story and inspiring/motivational words will be inspirational to you and motivate you to be the best you can be. I wish your dreams and potential to be born into life through my writing. Everyone is more than welcome to comment and share their opinions. I encourage it.

Posted on June 15, 2013, in To my and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Hmmm, you sound a lot like my brother. It’s a beautiful letter Jullian.
    We all fuck things up sometimes, but if we know we did, we can always try to make things right. I think you have a beautiful way of doing that!

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