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A Letter to the Stranger I Called a Friend

This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Framingham chapter.

Hey, it’s been awhile. I know we haven’t spoken and sometimes I forget why. I find myself wanting to send a text, a little how do you do? Or make a joke. But, when I open my phone I realize I can’t even contact you, because I no longer have your number and when I look at your page I realize why.

At one point of both of our lives we found each other and decided to stick together. Everything in between was magical, fun and rewarding. When I think about that I feel sadness and loneliness. However, looking past the magic, fun and rewards, I remember the tug of war in every conversation. I remember the anxiety I would feel when wanting to offer an opinion. I remember feeling lonely in the same room with you.

Then, while all those feelings pass by, I go back to that day when we stopped talking and I didn’t know it then. When you just upright decided that I no longer was worth the text, the calls, the laughs, the memories.

I’m writing this letter not hoping for reconciliation, because I don’t even know what I would apologize for at this point. I’m writing to let you know the next time you feel like ending a friendship, let them know. Let them know what went wrong, don’t let them go through long nights and lonely days thinking they were never worthy of your friendship.

If I were to write you this letter a few months ago I would’ve ended it with I love you and I missyou, but all I can say now is that, I appreciate you and learned from you.

Sincerely

The Stranger You Called a Friend