Nothing Was The Same, Everything Had Changed
I wish that day had never came. March 3, 2015, seemed like the last time and it was. We were so close, even though we weren't blood related, we were the best of friends, more like brother and sister. He knows everythig about me and I know everything about him. Sometimes I wish I can go back into the future and just change our reationship. I can tell we were falling apart because we weren't talking as much as we use to. He started having the relationship we had close together with other people. I guess you can say my feelings were kind of hurt, or I was just being jealous or inconsiderate.
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