I've told him stories, stories that made him felt sorry for, stories that I've regretted, i told him. He saw me at the lowest point of my life and during my highest, he saw me sheed tears and he was a stronger friend than me when i was down. “can i see you now ?” why wouldn't i say yes, his a friend that i cherish a friend that was stronger than me, rush to where he was . And what did i see? i saw a refection of myself, all that i was in front of him. “why does this happen he asked me? , what have i done wrong too deserve this?” that was the exact same words i said to him when i loose myself. “ What have i done? too deserve all this?” thats what i asked, he was so much stronger than me he told me that i wasn’t the problem, i was perfectly fine, that i don't need to change. But when he crushed down in front of me i was lost for words, why? because the person who i looked up so much since i was kid was reaching a stage where he was lost, the person who was strong for me was crushing down, that boy who ignored bad vibes and believe in all good in everything now thinks otherwise. So i stayed solid rock for him then when home tearing why? it was a refection of what i was, tearing because he might think otherwise, tearing because he would suffer how i suffered and nobody in this world deserves that, tearing because he will be a place so dark and knowing that we will question certain things in life that are not even his fault. His not in fault, its just how it is and he doesn't deserves it.