Letter to my best friend

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Hallo!

How are you?

I pray that you are well. It has been what? One and a half years since we last saw each other? Wow! How time flies huh? I am sorry it took this long. I had to take time and do a little bit of soul searching. I have been dealing with identity crisis. However, that is not the point; the point is I am sorry, sorry that I left you there without a response after you had revealed yourself to me.

It is no excuse, but I was confused. I have never been in such a situation and I was not sure how to react. I was shocked, at first. I never knew you felt that way. I always saw you as a best friend. A sister I never had.

I still do not have a response for you.

Truth is when I first met you I had feelings for you, but I was scared that you did not feel the same way. You made me feel cold when you talked to me, hugged me and our general interaction was stale. Unfortunately, I lost interest and began to see you as a sister a confidant and a best friend.

We had so many good times together, talking about life, laughing at my dry jokes, helping each other when one of us was down or facing a problem> I do not take all of that and you for granted. I appreciate every moment we have shared.

I humbly ask that we continue being friends. We still have a lot in common, but I had made up mind before and I feel this is the best way. Please do not stop being my friend that is something I really treasure. I am not rejecting your offer; I am kindly asking you to please forgive me that I have to turn it down.

Yours sincerely,

A best friend for life.

(Finn and Jake-Adventure Time)

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