I had a friend, whose friendship was purer than a spring, at first I was a bitter person, did not smile at anyone for no reason, was an arrogant human being, as many as exist today.
Every day when I went to work, the first smile that appeared on my day was his, I did not understand why he smiled at me, but I came to think that his life was perfect, I was wrong.
We got very close, he went with me to the church once, he did not like it, and I particularly did not either though ... that's where I wanted to be, and nowhere else.
I fell in love, and he too, I started dating, and he, too, but he and his girlfriend fought a lot for me, because he simply talked to me and she was jealous, so she made him make a decision.
Stop talking to me, for a long time I was devastated, because he was like a brother to me, a brother that was taken away, which I still see from time to time, but I no longer have the desire to see him smile at me again.