My best friend. He died. A couple of months ago he just said he’s head was hurting and then next thing you know, he’s in the hospital. Half his brain turned off and he went into coma. Two weeks later doctors told us he would never wake up. He’d been my best friend since I was five. How could he leave? Did he not realize how he would hurt not only me but the other ones that loved him as much as I did? I don’t like trusting anyone. I know thy’ll leave me behind and that will hurt. I just know it. Yet I trusted him. And he left. He promised he’d always be there. But he lied. i hate him! Why? Why can’t at least one person stay there by my side? God, i miss him. At night, I would call him just to hear him tell me someone did loved me. I haven’t heard those words in a damn long time and right now that’s just what I need. The problem? I want to hear them from him. He’s the only person i know would’ve loved me no matter how cold-heart I seemed to be. No matter how many times he would caught me cutting. It didn’t matter, he loved me anyways. God Why does everything hurt so bad? Why can’t I have him by my side right now? Mom called. She asked me to go back. everything was going great… but then he talked into the phone ruining it. How can she still be with him? After all he’s done to us? God i want to die. She doesn’t love me and she never will. How could I be so stupid to think she could actually love more than him. In the end she left just like everyone else has always left. Everyone leaves in the end. i don’t know why I keep trying to think the opposite.