The Story Of Me And My Best Friend So I have known my best friend since 4th grade. We met playing basketball together on a co-ed team. We didn't become best friends right away, but we did a lot together. I convinced him to play the clarinet in 6th grade because I played the clarinet and I just thought it was awesome. In 6th grade we became very close but still not best friends. We grew apart in 7th grade but then in 8th grade I again convinced him to join marching band. We both played the clarinet of course. He was one of the few people I knew in marching band. Then came 9th grade and I sat next to him in band. We could talk for hours about nothing and everything. He was one of the easiest people to get along with. Everyone likes him. By 10th grade I was dating a boy and I grew apart from my best friend. Supposedly my best friend liked me more than a friend and I neve realized it. I eventually broke up with my boyfriend because it just wasn't working. I started talking to my best friend more than ever. We told each other things know one else knew. Kept secrets about each other and supported each other no matter what. I soon realized I had feelings for him too. We started dating of course. And it was wonderful. I never wanted to be apart from him. We were honestly the same person, saying the same things at the exact same time. or saying something that one of us was about to say. Being this similar we got mad at each other easily but we never would yell just tell each other how we were feeling. Our love was beautiful and I thought we would be together forever and so did everyone else. We dated for 2 years and those were some of the best times of my life. We both have dreams about what we want to do in our future. He wants to be on broadway and I want to be a music teacher. having these dreams made it hard for us to stay together. Our colleges are 10 hours away so we decided to end our relationship. We didn't want us to end badly because we were always best friends before we started dating and we made a promise to each other that we would always be best friends no matter what. But.. I miss him. I miss him more than anything in the entire world. I miss talking to him, I miss looking into his eyes. I miss the way he makes me better even if my whole day has gone wrong. I have tired to date other people but no one even comes close to him. And i try not to compare them to him but it just doesn't work. I feel like a part of me is gone because he isn;t in my life aymore. I hope someday we will meet again and be able to be best friends again.
