You know who you are

You

I met you in middle school. You changed my life right then and there. We used to kick each other under the desk's in math and we used to get in trouble. A lot.
I left. We only talk through text now. You tell me how your friends make you so happy. I am happy if you are happy. I am just sad that I'm not there to be the one that makes you feel that way. And I know that when we said "best friends forever" we meant it. But I can't help but feel that you said that to other people as well. And you're happier with them. I know I'm impatient and dim witted. I know that I say some weird things. I know that I can be dramatic. But I miss you. And it's killing me. You're always my number one. You are always in my heart and I will always be there for you. I may not be the first one you turn to but I will be there. Right behind you. Waiting for you to trust me and fall. I will catch you. I promise