A Tribute To A Friend

My best friend made me want to cry today.  Of course I did.

That was the second time this week that happened.

What went wrong? He's my best friend isn't he?

But he moved away and now were not growing up together and it's just so awkward when he comes back. 

Don't get me wrong. I love my best friend. As a friend of course, but we've both changed and chosen different paths. That shouldn't be a problem, but it has made us both too sensitive to take each others jokes like we used to say. 

He is into boxing and fighting so he always beating me up. Not in a terribly bad way, but it still hurts. All the things we are now just don't clash. 

Being through so much in our lives, putting it in the same room nearly causes an explosion. Though when it's over I think of when things were good.

The video games, the laughter, the pointless conversations and debates about things non-existing.

It used to be so perfect, but now I feel the sun has begun to set on our story. Though I don't want it to end I'm only holding onto the stories from the past. Before I felt so abused and bullied. I know that's how he shows his love because he's more anti-social than me, but it feels so different and wrong I'm not sure I can take it.

I plead to the stars to not make this the fate, but I'm afraid I may be too late.

I hope there's a change not an end, but if so I leave this a tribute to my friend.

P.S.- Love ya bud