life ends

smile?

My parents always loved how I'd always be so open to people and make friends so easily. But, they don't make me happy. These "friends" I make don't understand how I feel. I feel scared and lost, confused and broken. I always realize they will leave me eventually because most "friends" do. But few have stayed but my sun worries me the most. I always feel I'll lose her because I'm a terrible person and I need to keep my mouth shut. Also, I don't know her as well as her other friends do. But, I tell her this and she reasures me that I am her best friend and she wouldn't want anyone else to be her best friend. I guess I'm not that bad of a person, but I still need to change and learn to be kind like her. She makes me happy. Nothing makes me prouder to say than that she is my best friend and I am her best friend.