I'm happy. I tell myself this everyday. I'm just finishing my second year at university, I have a good circle of friends and on first glance it would seem as though there was nothing to tear me down.
But yet on rainy days, when the sky is foggy and clouds my judgement my thoughts wonder back to him.
Him with his stupid blue eyes that you could get lost in. Him with his ridiculous smile that was so effortlessly beautiful. Him, the infamous Simon Minter.
Simon Minter was my best friend throughout primary school, secondary school and college. We were inseparable, he was my everything. However, when we started uni together I could see that it wasn't what he wanted to do, he had a passion for making videos on something called YouTube? I still have no idea what it is to this day. I was over the moon for the recognition he was getting; he was my best friend, how could I not be happy for him? But as his spotlight grew bigger it drowned me out, until I was this irrelevant speck of his past clinging on to his newly-found stardom. We haven't spoken in two years. He abandoned me despite my countless efforts to repair our broken friendship.
I hate him, I wish I hated him. But as much as his name left a bitter taste on my tongue, somewhere inside of me I still longed for the comfort of his hugs, or his Mum's badly cooked meals on a Friday night, and I hate myself for caring for the man who left me behind.
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