There’s a special place in hell for people who mistreat their friends. And I hate that I must group myself in with those people.
From the bottom of my heart, I apologize for the way I wronged you. There’s nothing more saddening than knowing a friend has betrayed you or caused you pain in any way.
If the universe allowed us to go back in time to revoke one action in our lives, I would choose the one when my selfishness took precedent over any feelings you had.
There was nothing you even remotely did to deserve this. You never wronged me. I wasn’t seeking revenge. There was nobody I had to avenge. I did this out of pure self-serving weakness and desperation.
I valued your friendship more than anything. We would gab about all kinds of things for hours and hours into the night. From the current season of American Idol to grabbing ice cream to random inside jokes, we could talk and talk about just about anything.
You were the person I’d call when I first woke up in the morning. I wouldn’t even have anything to say. But hearing your voice made my day a little bit better. I knew I had someone I had things in common with — and who I could call my BFF.
It pains me even more that I’ve taken away your ability to trust me, talk to me or laugh with me.
You have the right to never speak to me again. I just hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. I can’t stand the idea of knowing you can’t look at me anymore or that you don’t even know who I am anymore.
I had a lapse in judgment, something I know will never happen again. I’ve learned from this experience, and I know my friendships come before boys, opportunities or anything else.
“But how do you know this will never happen again?”
I’ve had a serious epiphany — one you can only have after losing your best friend. No matter what happens, your friends are always the ones standing by you. And you should never take them for granted. Because there aren’t that many people in this world who will be as loyal as your BFF.
This is truly the most ignorant, foolish mistake I’ve ever made. My betrayal of your trust is something I have to live with for the rest of my life.
I don’t expect you to wanna gab about American Idol or grab ice cream or create any more random inside jokes with me. I can only ask that you absolve my errors in judgment, and hopefully we can slowly begin anew.