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A Thank You Note
It’s the oldest story in the world
you were my best friend
we talked every single night and day
we told each other everything we had to say
you always had the right words
no matter if I was happy or at my worst
we used to leave our footprints all over the city
telling each other secrets
and our wishes
we used to say,
“forever and always”
until that day you shut me out
you told me all about your self doubt
how you felt you were done for
how we couldn’t be friends anymore
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing
all those memories spent together
gone so quickly,
like skiing freely
down a double diamond
we stopped talking, but every single day
I wanted to pick up the phone and call you to ask
how are you?
and
where have you been?
but I didn't
I was scared to be damaged again
it took me awhile,
a long while
to unravel those feelings i had to contain
you were on my mind every single second of every single day
so furious,
I wanted to get back at you,
but I knew that wouldn’t be right of me
I saw you one day,
you hadn’t changed one bit
you still had those dimples,
you used when you chuckled
you still had your long black hair
you used to flip around
a part of me wanted to be mad at you,
but I wasn’t
it took me a long time,
a long time,
to overcome my sadness
I still miss you
I still pass the foreign footprints we had made
all the great memories,
i still wouldn’t trade
it was just best for us to move on
and because of this,
better things happened to me
I learned a lot,
I realized that this happened for a reason
I realized I had amazing people in my life
and so I thank you for everything

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I wrote this about my ex best friend. I think a lot of teens can relate to this.