Hey, there. It's me. You know, the "best friend" that you said you would never let fall apart? Yeah, I'm still here. And guess what? You broke your promise.

We were the best of friends. We spent every second possible together. We shared things with each other that nobody else in our lives knew about. We laughed, cried, talked all kinds of garbage, and grew together as sisters.

I never thought that one day you would ignore my messages and tell me that you didn't want me in your life anymore. I thought that we were going to be the old couple sitting in the nursing home together making fun of the other residents.

I never thought that one day you would tell me that I wasn't worth your time anymore. I thought we would spend every second together even though we would be 2,000 miles apart.

Usually, this is the part where I say "I forgive you" or "thanks for the memories". But let's be real - I don't forgive you.

You hurt me deeper than anybody in my entire life. You broke my heart in a way that I didn't know was possible. I cried more for my loss of you than I did when I discovered my parents didn't want me to be with the love of my life.

I'm still hurt. I'm going to be hurt for a pretty long time. I know they say grudges only hurt the person holding them, but my grudge has forced me to completely let you go, and that has made my life so much better.

I deleted you from all of my social media and made sure to block our mutual friends that way you would have no way to find out about me. I even talked to your mother to let her know what happened. You know, when your mother thinks you're a bad person for dumping me the way you did, it's pretty bad.

I'm still angry. I'm still upset. My heart is still broken. But it's time for me to completely forget that we ever had a friendship.

Usually, these letters end with something like "you taught me a lesson and I'm thankful for that" or "you helped me through some rough stuff while we were still friends". Let's be real again - none of that matters. The way you hurt me is something I'll never be able to forgive.

So, to the "best friend" who threw me to the side of the street like our years of friendship didn't matter, I'm done. This is the last I'll ever mention of you. I've deleted any pictures we had together, I've made sure all contact is broken off, and I'm moving on with my new life 2,000 miles away from you.

I don't wish you ill, but I also am not sending any of my thoughts towards you. I simply hope you live the life you have chosen for yourself.

Goodbye, ex-best friend.