"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

It went from you sitting at my lunch table, to us being best friends. We immediately clicked. No one understood my like you did. We laughed together about the stupidest things. It was like your were my meant to be best friend. Even though you aren’t actually dead, our friendship is. You meant everything to me . We played Minecraft until 3am, we watched movies, and went through boy drama together. We went to Kings Island and did the dumbest things. We went to a fair so you could see your crush and I would third wheel and take silly pictures of you two. You were my number one supporter and calmed down my anxiety drastically. Summer hit and you went boating with my family. That same summer, you went on vacation and became a changed person. Not changed but it seems as though you forgot me. In the blink of an eye, you were gone. I lost you, and I don’t know how or why. You became best friends with someone else, that’s completely okay. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy. Sometimes I try to see if I can fix our friendship, but it never turns out the way I want it to be. I see you everyday, I hope you’re doing well. I only want the best for you. I love you, bhad bhidie promise.