There’s already over 300 comments on this, so don’t think anyone will see this.

Last year I became best friends with the most perfect person I’ve ever met. We’re highschoolers, and he was a senior. He had to leave for college this year but we had a falling-out, so we don’t talk anymore. Without his companionship, I’ve lost the only friend I’ve opened myself up to, and I’ve lost my will to live - my reason to live.

He made me realize that I wasn’t straight, because I loved him, truly. And perhaps many think that high schoolers are incapable of such passion, but I have felt the difference between those petty romances and this situation. I’ve always known that he was absolutely straight, and it pained me greatly to know that we’d only ever be friends, and that he would never care about me as much as I cared for him.

I’m planning to go try some therapy, as I have been devastated by the loss of his friendship. It’s been a few months now, and yet I still seem to miss him a whole lot. I’d do anything to have him back as a friend, just to talk with him once more.

This was a bit of a rushed comment so I apologize for any grammar issues or such. I thought that I’d post it before I got second thoughts. Thanks.