I can’t explain how much this is killing me. You were supposed to be my best friend, I told you things that I never told anyone because I never trusted anyone the way I trusted you. You were my rock, they only person who could make me think that things were going to be okay. I had never connected with someone the way I did with you. And now you don’t even act like I exist. It fucking kills me, there’s times when I literally can’t breathe because of it. I feel like you died. I just want my best friend back. I don’t know what I did but I’m sorry for whatever it was. Because as happy as I am at the moment, I cannot live without you in my life. Everything is meaningless without you.