Friend…

friend  Some time in February, I lost a very close friend to me of 3 years. I cannot mention a name, but she was very important and helped me to grow. We were utterly inseparable. Nobody could tear us apart…except ourselves, and that’s exactly what happened. Thankfully, I’ve grown up since then, I don’t cry over her as often as I used to, but every now and then, something that we listened to together, watched, laughed about, or did will pop up in my memory and a wave of sadness will wash over me, what ifs start flowing through my head, then moments later I regret everything. You see… she wasn’t just a friend. People don’t seem to understand that she was more than that. I told her secrets I’ve never told anybody. What really pains me the most is knowing no matter what I say or do she will never be brought back to me. That knowing that I gave her my all, my entire being, all my effort..was for nothing but a waste. It’s for the best, she says. She’s better off, she told me. But I’m not and I never will be. She is always a friend to me. I feel no hate towards her. But seeing her everyday in class really gets to me. Simply put, I will never forget our time together and the things you’ve taught me. I’m truly sorry again…

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