Even Good Things Come To An End.

=> I told myself not to fall; I didn't and I'm happy for that.
I knew that you'd be leaving when the school year was over,  I knew it from the very start. That was the beauty of it, that after this year you'd just be part of the past and that whatever was done would be done; that it'll all be temporary. I don't mind you leaving really, but there's something about having you as a safety blanket that makes me feel... well, safe. It's just really bittersweet I guess and I'm kind of at a lost for what I should say, of what I should do - not just for our goodbye in a few days but next year. What am I going to do without you next year?
I pray to God that we'll be able to keep this friendship going, I really do. Not only did you unknowingly serve your purpose of keeping me sane but you've also helped me get over a number of other things as well.
Ugh I'm going to miss you way more than I thought I would... and it kinda sucks...

if0nly Life Was Fantasy.,
- Mag.