My best friend. He was my best friend. I told him everything. He knew everything. Stranger. He is now a stranger. We fought. I ended it. Blocked. I blocked him. Months. Months passed before I realized how stupid I was. Apologize. I apologized to him on the bus. Forgive. He forgave me. Friends. We added each other back. Messages. He had sent me messages. Lots. He needed someone. He needed a friend. He needed me. Gone. I wasn't there for him. Thoughts. What if he was gonna hurt himself? What if he were to kill himself? Because of me. 2 days. We were friends for a whole 2 days. Done. He blocked me. She was all he needed. He didn't need me anymore. My fault? Yes.
