Death to Another Friendship

Remember when I meant everything to you? Every small win or inconvenience you wanted me to know about. All of your headaches and heartaches were only told to me. I was your coach, advisor, therapist, business partner, best friend, and family. No matter how much you took and took, I always gave. I inconvenienced myself for you because I just wanted you to be happy, to feel safe, to feel heard, to be seen. You wanted me to lean on your shoulders and share my burden, but I never felt safe enough to share anything meaningful. I still don’t, and it wasn’t just you who wanted that. Other friends craved to know me just like you. Nevertheless, I was there for you until the end when you said, “I do”. What hurts the most is that you couldn’t even face me to say goodbye. It’s okay. I’m truly happy for you. Now is my time to fade into the background for good. Consider me a ghost. Don’t pick up that phone to call me. I’m no longer interested in answering.

Goodbye, friend, you’re dead to me now.