Is this really our time of trial? This generation? I love you so so much, as my best friend, as a fellow dreamer, thinker, the one who understands the same thing that I do. Maybe we're too much alike, maybe that was why we never were meant for each other from the start. And I thank God for that because you're one of my best friends now. It is painful to see you suffering this much and that I never knew beyond your mask. You make stupid jokes about everything, about me and laugh like an idiot and all this while, you were trying to help me to get through. I feel selfish.
I wish I had that passion like yours. And I pray your tears will not be lost.
From a best friend.
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