did i ever tell
you the story?
of my old friend?
well, he died.
it was really sad.
i cried for weeks.
we hung out the
day before he left.
he was so happy.
he told me he loved me.
he thanked me for
being a good friend.
he gave me a big hug.
he usually hated hugs.
it was strange, but nice.
the next day, they found him.
he was hanging.
they looked through his
phone and found a video.
he addressed me in it.
he told me he wanted
me to be happy, that i
was better without him.
but i’m not better.
i want him back so bad.
i miss my friend.
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