Dear Best Friend,

….I want to tell you something

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Do you remember the last time we saw each other?

It was Christmas Eve.

Christmas Eve 2024.

You promised me we would meet for coffee soon.

2 and a half years later, and it still hasn’t happened.

You keep sending me coffees at home.

But you never show up.

Always something.

You have a headache.

You have a toothache.

You are sleepy.

You prefer scrolling TikTok videos.

I am never your first choice.

I am never in your top three choices.

I am not your last choice.

I am not even a choice.

And you live across the street.

Is that funny or tragic?

Maybe both.

I hear the doorbell ringing.

Another coffee from you.

I am sending it back.

Not going to help you ease your guilt.

Your ex-best friend,

M.

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