My Unsent Letter to Mia

hey mia. you really hurt me. real bad. i know we still talk at times and maybe will hang out once in a while, but its not the same. i miss you, but i know that if we try to be best friends again things will get worse. but i miss when we were younger. we told each other we would be best friends with each other until were grandmas. that was a lie. a lie we would tell each other every single day we saw one another. i wish it was true. i wish you didnt have to move. thats where it all started. you moved, i didnt know what to do. i stopped talking to you. im sorry. its all my fault. you never told me when we were taking dance classes together. i only knew when my mom told me after one of the classes. i couldnt see you after that. i burst out crying and ran into my room. i hated everyone in the world at that point. i just wanted to be far far away from everyone else. i knew i couldnt. it was a month long and we never talked a single time. thats when i asked you if i could come visit your new house, you said renovations were going on. a couple of weeks later i asked again, people were painting your house. another couple of weeks later i asked you again, you responded too late and hung out with your other friend. soon later i came over for two days. i loved it. it wasnt like the old times though. definitely not. i wish. then i left and told my mom about all the exciting things we did like going to the pool and the mall getting so much sugar. then we started face timing daily and played roblox a lot together. i wish you could of known how happy i was. then i moved. it was still the same though, nothing had changed. but then one day a terrible person told a groupchat with over 20 people in it about what happened to us. i immediately texted you, even though i knew that that meant you told her. you told her what happened between us. that wasnt fair. you cant do that. then after that we stopped talking. we stopped facetiming, it was back to how it was before. i didnt have any other friend to hang out with. i was just alone. september came by in a flash. it was school, and i hadnt worried anymore about what had happened. im talking with someone else now. someone who wouldnt hurt me. our birthdays had passed last month in august. yours was the day before mine. we always would do a shared birthday. but we only got to it in october. my mom bought a cute hotel in times square and i was so excited. the day came and we had so much fun, it was the best weekend ever. i believed in myself when i thought things would stay like this after you left. but it didnt. what was i expecting? to this day, january 31st 2022, we rarely talk. there was so many times where you would do some mean things. like the time we were hanging out and you made a tt about your top threes, and for people was i there? nope. and i was sitting right next to you. ever since school started you just changed. you made a new best friend. you stopped talking to everyone else in our old school. i wish we would of stayed best friends forever, but what was i expecting, all things come to an end and throughout this whole friendship you always lied to me and thought i didnt know. maybe it was little lies for excuses, but i always knew. trust me.