I'm tired, confused, scared. I just want my friend that one that will hold me and make me all better. The one that can put the broken pieces back together when nothing else can. The one that loved every annoying, boring, bitchy part of me. The one that made me smile when the world was burning down. The one that taught me that I was more than a lesson. The one that told me I was strong and independent and that I deserved love and affection and attention. I miss my friend. I need someone to talk to so badly but there's no one here. The bad thoughts keep coming back and there's nothing inside of me to make them stop. I'm weak alone and all that I can think is how I must have totally fucked up and that asking him what he needed what I could do wasn't ok. That I should have just known. I miss my friend.