When you truly love someone...

One night we were doing what we usually did. Just chatting, some jokes here and there. It was pretty normal just killing time while we did homework for the next day at school. But even till today I don't even remember what started this part of our conversation. I only remember it was past our curfew and if our parents had found out we were still up and so late on a school night they would have been so pissed. We started talking about so many things, but mostly about our past. That's the one true thing we had in common our horrible past. He told me about the reason of his façade, his mean façade that I had already gotten used to. His past school had a bunch of mean classmates, he was a total softie. Just thinking about him being a softie made me grin, but he explained how it was hell in that past school. How he had to change just because he knew if he didn't he would be alone, stranded, out of place. To be honest, I know exactly how it feels it's always been like that with me wherever I go. But now I truly understood why he was so mean, a tease, and very rude. He wasn't used to such a friendly atmosphere, a place that welcomed him with open arms, a place full acceptance. Though even I think that's just a fantasy there is no true place like that. Then he told me about the one thing that would bring him to tears, his younger cousin's death. Even though we weren't in the same room and we were just in a skype call. I could tell he was crying and his voice breaking in mid sentences gave it all away. But after getting to talk all of this at 3am in the morning I knew and I could say with confidence that I loved him and I always did. Because when you truly love someone you would do anything for them, even if it meant that I would only sleep 3 hours before having to wake up to go to school, even if it meant to go without eating lunch just to have enough time to spend with him, even if it meant... To go through hell and have him laugh and smile like no tomorrow. But it feels like your world crumbles apart just thinking of not being able to see him again, when but it actually happening it's the worst feeling I've had in years. I'm still in shock actually; I remember it so clearly the day he said he was changing schools. I thought he was joking but when I saw his determination on entering that school, I knew he meant it and he would do anything to get into that school. So one night and once again we began talking till late at night though this time it was a Friday, we continued talking and talking until one point we started talking about him leaving. I asked him "Hey can you promise me something? Even if we do go to different schools, can we still communicate like we do now?" He slightly chuckled and said "Of course, don't we every day?" And I replied with a small okay. Then what he lastly said took me by surprise: "Hey and don't let yourself get stepped over by anyone, since I know you try to be nice to everyone. And I promise we'll always be able to talk." Those words were enough to fill me with hope, thinking even if I couldn't see him just hearing his voice would be enough for me. But when summer's end was nearby, we talked less than before. It was... It was as if he was forgetting me. And surely he probably was, now that school had started I told him how my day was, how lonely I felt without him and my other friends as well. And what he said next made me want to fall into tears. "And why are you telling me this?" Surprised by his response I quickly responded with: "Don't you remember our promise? The one we made that even if we wouldn't see each other we would still talk about how our day went. Do you not remember?" He took a few minutes and replied with "..." "No... I don't know what you're talking about...." I being the understanding person I am I decided to reply with "It's alright, don't worry about it!" Now that I think about it I must be pretty dumb to be in love with a person I most probably will never see again. And the only memories I will ever have of him is the fun times we had, our little stupid arguments we had and our greatest bonding moments we had, that I'm sure I would never forget. I still can't believe I fell so deeply in love with such a person. But I guess that's what it means when people say love is strange, heh, this sucks. Even though he may forget my kindness towards him, even if he lied about being friends, even if what everyone told me that he was using me for his own gain, and even if it was all fake. I still believe in those sincere words he told me that one night. "Hey and don't let yourself get stepped over by anyone, since I know you try to be nice to everyone. And I promise we'll always be able to talk." Well I guess I've always been too nice for my own good...