You were my best friend.
The reason I denied it was because I cherished our friendship too much.
Last time that happened to me.
The guy left. And didn't come back.
I'm afraid that'll become you.
You say you're not like him, but how can I be sure?
How can I be sure you're not like him?
How can I be sure you won't leave?
How can I be sure of anything?
The truth is I can't.
Life is a pain in the ass.
Just when it gets good,
BOOM!
Everything that you've worked so hard on.
Everything you've tried to keep.
Everything you care about.
Gone.
And it's so hard to get back.
Sometimes you never do get it back.
That's what hurts the most.
