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dreamingawayyour1ife · 6 months

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Ex-bestfriend hurts more than an ex-boyfriend

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tenderlygroovystarfish · 2 months

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Parallels are funny

I was never into anime when we were friends. I just wasn't a fan, until recently. I was watching a few different animes based on another friend's recommendations. Jujutsu Kaisen is the one I am referring to as I write this. I never thought about why Satoru Gojo's and Suguru Geto's relationship really affected me until I saw this piece of art.

Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto fit us so well.

The love, the intensity, the ending. One who would do anything for the other if they asked. One who kept the other in check while allowing them to feel truly free. One who was shining too bright to notice the darkness consuming the other. The one who had endless possibilities, and the one who wanted the impossible.

From freshman year to the middle of our junior year of college, we were inseparable.

Constant rides and study sessions. Doing homework, and practicing our pass-off music together. Those first few classes in our major were hard, but don't worry, I was there to always lend a hand when you needed it. Classes just kept getting harder. We both started to get busy and overwhelmed. I know you started to feel depressed when I was advancing in classes, and you were struggling with the same ones. I was there to support you as much as I could, but I had to keep going. I just didn't realize that I was leaving you behind. I thought you just needed more time, but you were focused on other things.

We were a duo- connected at the hip. Always together, never too far apart.

The friendship was innocent. Sharing laughs and having late night conversations. Small, drunk kisses that didn't mean anything, right? Cuddling and sharing blankets. Matching outfits and saying I love you. We talked about getting matching tattoos. I swore you were my soulmate. We shared so many late night drives. Remember when we went to the beach at midnight and didn't get back home until 4am? Yeah, I replay the video sometimes just to hear your voice.

Everyone thought we were dating.

That was so funny, right? Of course as best friends we shared locations, had specific nights just for us to get dinner, had sleepovers every weekend, and joked about why we haven't slept together, yet. Of course, as best friends we would push the limits of what other friends do. Of course, I noticed you were struggling, I tried my best to help you. It wasn't always what you needed, but I tried. -Did you notice my struggle? No? That's okay. I hid it pretty well.- Of course, I got upset when you started to use guys to make other guys jealous. I didn't want to see you play with people's emotions like that, but I also didn't know how to stop you. You couldn't see how it affected you. You didn't see the changes it made.

Some words were said- words I wish I could take back, but it's too late for that.

We didn't speak for quite some time after that. I left my final 'I love you' on your doorstep- a scrapbook of us. The times we did speak were brief and out of pure necessity. Until, one day you volunteered a comment on my performance. I was frozen. You didn't need to compliment me- I didn't need it, rather. This was a critique, but you offered me love, instead.

That was your final 'I love you.'

I know that many other people have experienced a friendship like SatoSugu, but I think we truly encapsulated it, unfortunately. From the intense friendship with wild adventures, to blurring the lines between friend and lover, to losing each other, and to, finally, saying our final 'I love yous' to each other in our own ways.

Just like Satoru Gojo's happiness around Suguru Geto, my happiness was so loud when I was with you that I could not hear your silence. I’m sorry Satoru- Suguru didn’t stay in this universe either. Maybe the next one. In this universe, I spent 3 years loving you, and, now, I will spend the rest of forever missing you. There is no curse more twisted than love.

You're not dead, but I will never see you again. Even if I did, you wouldn’t be the same. You are my best friend, and I was yours.

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aqueencomplexx · 1 year

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I hope you see the memories of us and your heart aches at each photo.

I hope you think about how today would be if we were still friends.

I hope you imagine what tomorrow would be like if I still came over to your house.

I hope you mourn our dead friendship like I do, because I can't be alone in missing you.

#friend breakup #ex-friends #ex friends #ex bff #ex best friend #ex bestie

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thishatisridiculous · 2 months

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Tbh I stopped listening to tøp for a while because my ex best friend and I would listen to them non stop so now sometimes it sucks to listen to the songs without her. How do I get over that I’m getting really tired of having to skip songs on the Blurryface album

#twenty øne piløts #twenty one pilots #ex best friend #ex bestie #tyler joseph #josh dun #josh and Tyler #joshler #blurryface #clancy #vessel #top #tøp clique #skeleton clique

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muthwoom · 4 months

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in your attempt not to be cruel,

you forgot to be kind.

i know you weren’t trying to be —

but you weren’t trying not to, not really.

i can’t put the love down,

or give it away to anyone else;

it’s always belonged to you,

a small part of myself.

but it’s so heavy.

some days it’s so, so heavy.

some days

i imagine i know how atlas must feel.

— i’d hold up the world for you if i knew you would come back.

#txt #poetry #poemblr #poem #spilled ink #ex best friend #ex bestie #friend breakup

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sweetnerheadache · 2 months

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we swore to never be like them

you kept me locked while you broke that promise

soft laughs as he says your nickname

something that was ours

now belongs to him

a couple familiar phonemes

in his voice

didn’t sound like you at all

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pessimisticdreamer7 · 1 year

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4:33am

It absolute fucking wrecks me that in the back of my mind I have this terrible sense that you don’t notice my absence in your life. You are the kind of friend I will tell my children about. When my stories begin with “my old best friend” it will be about you. I always get the urge to text you novels about how much I miss you, but I know your response will take business days to get back to me and will be underwhelming and disappointing. I can no longer expect to receive anything from an empty cup. I hope one day I can talk about you without sadness in my voice or tears in my eyes. I hope that one day I can follow you on social media and not feel like I’ve been gut punched when you post a picture with your new best friends.

You used to feel like home to me. Now it feels like that home has burned down and there’s nothing but left ash and memories that make me sob. I know I still have so many friendships to experience but this is one I will never fully get over. A part of my heart will miss you until I die. I have never mourned someone the way I mourn you. another friend like you. Our friendship was one of a kind. I still believe you are my soulmate. I miss you being able to make me smile on the worst days of my life. I miss bragging about you to people. I know it’s selfish, but I hate that it feels like you don’t miss me or our friendship at all. I mean how could you have possibly thought our friendship was fine when we went from seeing each other at least once a week to four times in six months.

I don’t think a day goes by where I don’t think about you at least once. Something reminds me of you/our friendship almost everywhere I go. I envy the friends that get your attention now. It’s even worse I run into them, and they give me updates on you. They don’t know how bad it is. “You guys are just going through a rough patch.” “You two will be fine, you always are.” “She’s just busy”. No one knows how bad it really is except me. Even you don’t notice. You were really the only person I never thought I’d drift away from. I thought you’d be in life longer than most of my own family. Even now I still think about using your name for my future daughter’s middle name. I’ve tried so many times to patch the holes in our friendship. But there are so many now and they’re only getting bigger. I feel like I’m completely under water at this point. I’m exhausted from mourning the best friendship I’ve ever had. I hate that I compare every new friend I have to you. It’s not fair to them. It’s not fair to me. You were my absolute rock through the worst times of my life. I will always view you as a blessing in my life, even now when I look back with so much pain in my heart. I will never want anything but the absolute best for you. You are the epitome of a heart of gold. You will always be considered my favorite and best non-blood sister. I can only hope you’ll think the same about me. I’ve made every excuse in the book for you. You admitted you hadn’t been a good friend to me and then proceeded to do nothing to change it. I didn’t know growing up meant out growing me. I will never understand why God decided to split our paths. I honestly don’t think I ever will. I fucking hate that we have no idea what’s going on in each other’s lives now. I wonder how your parents and dog are. If your parents have moved into their new house yet. You’ve been my other half for almost a decade and now I feel so lost and alone. And I’m sure everyone is tired of my crying and honestly, I am too. I feel stupid for sobbing over you while you didn’t even notice a problem with our friendship. We had the type of friendship people yearn for. I feel like a bad person for not wanting you to have a friendship like ours again. I don’t want someone to experience you the way I did for 7 years. You will always be considered one of the best things I ever had.

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poetryorchard · 7 months

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surrpphiction · 11 months

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A letter for my ex best friend, whose birthday's this month. Happy birthday 🎂

#ex best friend #may is here #happy birthday #letters #dedicated to her #please never find this #ex bestie #May is cruel #may is your month #personal essay

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thisis-goodbye · 3 months

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#imissmybestfriend #sadpost #missing my best friend #ex bestie #ex best friend

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sincerely-angel1 · 2 months

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Someone needs to talk me into deleting all the writings I wrote with my ex bestie’s ocs

#ex bestie #ex best friend #ex bsf #im tired #i need a friend #diary entry #journal #relatable #dear diary #i need to write #my diary #vent #digital diary

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rawrambles · 2 months

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you bite onto bitterness

more bitterness than what’s reasonable

because I know you know

what you’ve done

is so much more

than anything I am capable of

you use it as a shield to isolate me

deny responsibility

you don’t have the gall to admit

you have hallowed me out like a tree

I am frying like the sun

I am barely blooming

sinking in your manipulation

desperate for a drop

just one

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beautiful-littlefool · 3 months

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I wish that I knew why you stopped responding. I wish that I could know what I did so that you felt the need to throw out years of friendship. You were my absolute best friend and I still call you that when talking to people who don’t know you. I’ll bring up stories from our past and how I still laugh about them and I always say “this one time with my best friend”. It’s been over a year since we had an actual conversation. And in that conversation you said you loved me.

So why did you let go?

#ex best friend #ex bestie #ghosting #it’s been a year #i miss you #i miss him #why did you leave

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tastetheoyster · 1 year

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