We were friends

Friends that leave

We were friends. We were that kind of friends everyone envies. A long friendship of seven years. We first new each other while we were playing; we grew up together. I loved him so much like he was one of my family members. I told him all my secrets. He knew all my weak points. He knew how to make me smile. He knew how to take the pain away. We laughed so hard. I loved him with every beat of my heart. I called him each time it was his birthday and he called me back in mine. People always thought that we were dating. They never understood our friendship, they always thought we will get in love, but they are totally wrong. I think that is because they didn't have someone like him in their lives. Everything was totally good, until I found out how greedy is he. He was full of things that I hate, but I try to not pay attention to and I just focused on his bright side. He told his girlfriend who is my best friend that he loves me more than he do love her; not because he really does, but because they were fighting and he wants to say anything that could make her mad; her later told her that he loves her more and he just said that to make her mad. He never shared secrets with me, but only the ones he knew I will tell his girlfriend about; he also told her that. He never talked to me first, but I didn't mind because if we are best friends it doesn't matter who starts the conversation.  I never fought or minded their own business when they fought, but one time he insulted my best friend, to I told him not to do that; he kept on saying that he will and if i kept talking about this he will insult her more and then he started not to talk to me at all. Later on we talked again, I talked to him. I said in my mind that seven years of this strong relationship will not come to an end, but he chose to end it. He didn't care to lose me, to lose our strong bond, to lose the one that stood up for him even though he hurt her many times and she didn't even spoke with him about those things in order not to create a fight or something. He showed me what I've been lying to myself all the time. He showed me that a devil could be dressed like an angel.