I’ve helped him through the darkest times in his life, and now I’m not even worth a hello once a day. We used to talk all the time. He was obsessed with my friendship, and I liked having someone who liked me for me. I always knew once he’d get a girlfriend I wouldn’t be the center of his world anymore, and I was ok with that, but I still wish he’d care enough to talk to me. To check in and see how I’m doing. He was my best friend and he still is, but I don’t know if I’m his anymore.
