Reality of her moving has hit me, but the emotional effect has not. I'm simply waiting for the day I finally realize that she's left. People have said to not worry. Now-a-days communication is not a problem at all. Communication is not a problem for me, it's the fact that I simply cannot see her. She is my best friend. My only friend I could simply make music with, toss a football with, or play basketball with. There's a certain happiness when seeing your best friend; there's also a certain misery knowing you can't.
Ten years of friendship seems long, but in this moment it does not seem long enough. This over-whelming out pour of emotions is completely unnatural for me. I think you shouldn't keep your enemies closer than your friends. Keep your friends closer than you keep your heart. Keep your friends in a place that isn't at risk to the forces of this god-forsaken world.
Friends come and go like the seasons. I've always wanted summer to last forever. I don't believe in good-byes anymore, I believe in the "see you later."