An Open Letter to an Ex-Best Friend

Dear Ryan,

The other day on my commute home from work, I was looking at my text messages. I deleted stuff from way back when. As I was going through the list, I got to your texts. I still have your number saved in my phone actually.

The last text I have from you is from the summer of last year, 2013. You were asking me for my old boss’ number. You took my old job, which I am fine with (you know the reason I left, and I’m glad my boss got someone like me to work for her). But that was basically the last time you spoke to me. What happened to “Tattoo on the inside of my eyelids to call you”? What happened to our planned trip to Six Flags, or the concept of me dating your brother? I may live in another state, but your girlfriend lives in the same state. You didn’t think, hey while I’m visiting my girlfriend, I can hit Charlotte up and see how she’s doing?

I bet your girlfriend doesn’t know that you used to hit on me, that you were attracted to me, and I you. I bet she doesn’t know that we used to watch movies together and end up cuddling. And I surely bet she doesn’t know that I stopped you from hooking up with me on more than one occasion.

You called me your best friend, and that’s where I should have seen the problem. My last two ”best friends” (they were also guys) ended up treating me  like a doormat and dropped me faster than a bag of garbage. I should have known better than to trust someone that was attracted to me, but was only “just a friend”.

I’m not really mad. I guess I’m more upset that I let myself care so much. This has helped me learn something. It has helped me learn to not expect anything from anyone because I will be only let down. So thanks for that.

I was going to write this letter out on pen and paper and send this to you. Well not this letter specifically, more of a letter that actually says hi, how are you, let’s catch up. But then I realized I don’t care how you are because you don’t care how I am.

Have a nice life,

Charlotte Carmichael

 

 

People of the blogiverse, until next time – I’m Charlotte Carmichael, and thanks for reading.