and for the longest time since we fall apart, this is gonna be the first time, i will bravely admit in public that i do, miss this guy.

he is my best-guy-friend ever. as in a friend. just a very close friend with no malice and i don’t know if i’ll ever have a friendship with an opposite sex, this close, again. he is so much like a brother to me. someone i can be with all day and all night and still have so much to talk about. and still we would have long conversations thru texts… we can do and talk about silly things and never get offended. we play, go out together, drink together, we argue a lot, but we have accepted everything about each other, we’re there for each other through our greatest down fall and during the best moments in each others life…until the day both of us got tired.

im can’t blame him for everything i got through, for the way we ended up ‘cause i know i also did a lot for us to be like this. No more text, long talks, plays and all..it’s as if we never had the “best” friendship moments in the past. how sad it was right? He’s at fault, im at fault. We’re both at fault. and i guess we have not given our best in making things right between us…sigh.

And i think, maybe , just maybe this is the way some things end. :(