I was terrified to sleep that night. I saw his face every time I closed my eyes. Mason returned my stare with that goofy ass grin he got whenever we were cutting up, which was most of the time. He had me in a way that no one had ever gotten me before - or since.
It wasn't simply the brotherhood bond created during SEAL training or close quarter combat circumstances that made us feel like brothers. We had an even stronger tie than that. I adored him for being more than simply my best friend. I couldn't go a day without thinking about him. That my heart didn't hurt since I didn't have him in my life anymore.
Back in the day, we'd chat about how our lives would be following the service. We made arrangements to chase girls together when we got home - being a SEAL has its advantages. We spoke
