chapter 3: friends

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we were friends. For that I was sure, just not sure for how long. Everything was pure and beautiful in that way that it was. We talked a lot and texted a lot. Whatever he was thinking, it seemed to be filled with happiness. I was glad to see him happy,

I knew about his struggles. It didn't change my view of him, i still saw this beautiful soul only just surrounded by demons, he was the same. it was unique.

Most of the time I craved to meet him, it made me smile. We celebrated "the way" being such a huge hit. I'm sure his name helped me a lot here. We were young, too young to think about far future, which I did think a lot about. But as suddenly as those thoughts appeared i brushed them away them that quick too.
We are friends. And that's enough, at least for now. After months and months of never ending talks, I found someone. After he found that, he just wished me happiness and luck. I knew deep down it seemed like it was just words, he did wish me happiness and luck and all that, just not with this guy. Just for me, I'm alone or not, that doesn't matter. After we stopped. Only exchanging simple messages, we talked but as often and after all these years passed, he was just as light in my life as I was in his. It seemed mutual. We were really true best friends. I wished everyone could experience to meet such a soul. The way he talked about music was my favorite thing, he said he rather not sleep than not record and plan. I admired his passion, such passion for this thing, the thing we both love.

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