I had a best friend throughout my 6th grade year to my freshman year of high school, we connected more in our freshmen year and developed a relationship, towards the end of our relationship he fell into the wrong group and is now hooked on drugs and doing a bunch of damaging and dangerous things with these people, I begged him to let me help him, I cared and loved him more than anyone and anything and I continue to blame myself to this day that If I had tried harder maybe I would’ve been able to save him or help him not go down the path he has, I miss him, he was my best friend and the one guy I truly fell for, and even though he hurt me I still hope and wish for the best for him, and I continue to hope he finds the light even from afar. I miss him, not even solely for the fact he was my first serious love, but I miss our friendship and bond more than anything. I haven’t felt the same or been the same since our friendship ended.
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