To My Ex Best Friend

Hey there,

You probably don't remember me. At least, it sure feels like you don't.

Let me remind you who I am. I was your best friend. And you were mine. We cheered each other on and were there for each other when it felt like the world was against us. Even when we both went away for college, we talked all the time and made sure to hang out when we were home. We saw every Hunger Games movie together. Heck, we even went to prom together.

I guess none of that matters anymore. 

Shortly before this past Christmas, I texted you to check in and maybe try to make a plan to hang out when/if you came home for the holidays. When I asked about you coming home, you said you had moved to another state and didn't know when you would be in town again. 

I was surprised to learn you had moved. What surprised me more was your response when I asked why you never told me.

"You never asked."

That was your answer. Really? Why on Earth would I have ever asked you if you were moving? Who asks that kind of question?

We haven't spoken since that conversation. I'd reach out, but what's the point? You didn't care enough to tell me you were moving, so why would you care how hurt I was? What makes it more obvious that you don't care is the fact that you haven't noticed that I haven't spoken to you since that conversation. I'm kind of tired of our friendship feeling one-sided, so if you want to talk, I'm here. Until then, I wish you the best.
Love,
Your Former Best Friend