I could spend a thousand lifetimes apologizing to you for what happened between us.
You’ve put more value into our friendship than I ever did, and I am ashamed of myself for the pain I caused you. If only I had realized what I was doing to you before our big blow-up even happened. You never deserved my selfish and immature actions towards you.
Heck, I’d gladly spend the rest of our lives making up for all the things I’ve done to hurt you.
I know we’ve both already poured our hearts out to each other in private when we were reconciling, but I can’t help but still feel a huge weight on me for causing our friendship to sink in the first place.
We have over two decades of friendship between us, G.
We met in kindergarten, separated, reunited in 3rd grade, separated, reunited again in junior high, and continued to keep in touch after that. I’ve always wondered if fate had a strong influence on our friendship because no matter how many times life seemed to make us go our separate ways, we unintentionally find ourselves having a sip of tea in the same café again.
Even when we were physically separated, I thank the landlines for keeping us united throughout the years. I think you found my family’s name in the phone book and called me first, and we’ve had dozens of phone calls since then. These have always been one of my cherished memories with you.
I apologize for not treating you the way a true friend should have and for prioritizing other friendships that ended up permanently sinking in the end.
But, I’m thankful that along the way, you met some incredible people who love and cherish you beyond the moon.
You have this energy within you that makes it easy for others to get along with you. You make people feel comfortable even when you’ve just met them. You can turn any dark day bright again with your guiding words, and more often than not, cringy jokes.
But, I love them. I love your personality and all your quirky traits. I love your sense of humor. I love your presence. I love your ability to excel at whatever it is you set your mind to.
With everything that happened between us, I’m incredibly grateful that you’re still in my life, G.
Life found its way to physically separate us again, but there’s not a day that goes by that you don’t pop into my head, and I pray that you’re kicking life’s challenges with ease. I know how brave and resilient you are, and no matter where life brings you, I hope you know that you have a group of people who undeniably support and believe in you.
When we reunite again, let’s go on some wild adventure and then cool down somewhere relaxing, away from civilization. Let’s get a bunch of junk food (or healthy meals, if you prefer those), and catch up on all the years that we’ve been apart. We can recall our childhood days, the embarrassing moments, and all the way up to what our views from our rocking chairs would look like. That would surely bring up a lot of good ‘ol smiles, laughs, and possibly some tears. But I’m thankful I’d get to spend moments like these with you, my friend.
See you soon, G.
*Day 9 of 30 Letters In 30 Days – Someone You Have Hurt