You were my best male friend, I was so hopelessly Inlove with you. Inlove with the idea that one day once we had lived our lives a little that we could possibly be together because we got along so well. You knew me better than anyone else, you understood how my brain worked, you got me. After all that is said and done, you hurt me more than anyone ever has, the wound cut so deep. I doubt you realise how negatively it has affected me. I wish I could take it all back so that we could go back to how it was, before you knew how I felt, before all of this spiralled out of control. I miss you and need you.