We were so close as children. I thought we could talk to each other about anything but I was WRONG. He just left without saying anything and I never got to tell him how much he meant to me. Would it have made a difference? Of course it would. Why didn't I tell him that I love him? Maybe then he would have stayed and he would still be alive. I guess it's too late, did he care if it hurt me? Did he love me too? These are the questions that go through my head every second of every day and they will never be answered. I just want him back. he was my friend, my best-friend, my soulmate and now he is another body in the ground. Sometimes I just wish I could build up the courage to do what he did. Just leave without having a second thought but I never will be able to. He was brave and he was immature but he would never commit suicide without a reason. I always knew when he was feeling down but this time he didn't show any signs. I just wish I knew so I could help him. Even if he had just said I am depressed, even just once. I feel so lost without him but I need to go on living, I can't leave now. I don't think I will ever be able to take my own life or anyone else's. He told me he would always be here no matter what happened but I didn't think he would mean this. Why did he have to go?
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My Best Friend
Teen FictionI thought he loved me. I guess not, he just left without thinking about anyone else. I don't blame him but I was there to talk to
