We talked after I texted. We acted like nothing happen. We still treat each other like friends. Still laugh and wish each other well.
He's doing good, he's okay and alive.
I on other hand is doing better than okay. I am happy. Back to my optimistic self, I laugh all the time for no reason again, dance around, even in public and still looks up more quotes now and then. I am okay. I am happy.
I am no longer sad, and I hopefully won't feel that way for a long time. Surprisingly for me I got through a situation which I thought I wouldn't get out of, for a long time. I honestly don't want to leave him alone. I don't want him to think I won't be there for him, I will always be there for him when he wants me to be.
We have been friends for only two years but honestly as the saying goes; 'It's not about who have been at your side the longest but who have came and never left.' Although he left many times, I don't plan on leaving his anytime soon.
It's up to him. It's up to him to know what he wants cause I am not going anywhere. I know he may have made me cry, angry, uspet, scared and confused. I am not going anywhere until he is ready to leave.
That's my friend, and I wish him the best in life, either with me in it or not.
'I can't promise life will be perfect but I swear I'll never leave.
