And for the first time in my life, I wanted to talk to someone.
I wanted to know him, be with him.”
Silent tears roll down my cheeks and I ruffle Nate’s hair, making sure my voice doesn’t wake him up.
“For the Annual Concert, we sang Falling in Love together. That’s how we became friends. And then – really close friends. He would skip food sometimes and then faint the way he did, that day.
He never told me the problem, but now I think I know, it was because he was alone. Troubled. Unloved.
He would be there every time I missed mom, and he used to have problems with his parents. We would talk, and eventually he got closer to them. I don’t know, wha-
We would play guitar together, and get chocolates, and run on fields. We were having a blast. I had never been happier. He was the f
