It came.

They were right.

Moments that mean something to you...that eventually happen...leave you speechless. 

They leave you gasping for air.

This moment, it came.

Saying goodbye to him, has always been a moment I persistently shoved aside.

Because all that this moment, this idea of a moment, brought out was a scared little girl, me.

As I reached for my phone, I knew it was here.

The preparedness that I felt...was something that quickly disappeared.

The moment had come.

What was said, was meant.

The words were carefully chosen, and carefully spoken.

But what was left unsaid...maybe was for the better? Something I'll never really know. 

For sure, it is hard saying goodbye to someone you loved. It is even harder realizing that you aren't saying goodbye to the same person. 

As the last hug came...yeah maybe tears...just maybe came into play.

All the shaking, the fake smiling stopped.

For the first time, real comfort came to my heart.

Comfort of forgiveness, of a past that was cleared up. 

It was safety knowing that a best friend, had come to top in that last moment.

A best friend that you had constantly been fighting for, searching for, and hoping for...came to be.

There it was.

What I was asking for all along.

The feeling...it was comfortable.

A conversation I never want to forget...with a friend who I never can forget.

He provided me with lessons to be learned, mistakes to be made, jokes to be laughed at and memories to remember..even if he doesn't.

I could count on him for a smile. I could count on him for honesty.

Things changed, people change and people grow up.

One thing to note is that.... we each took something away from one another.

Yes, did this boy, this companion, this best friend mean something to me? He did. He was a brother to me. He was the one person I trusted. I can't even say I regret trusting him...cause even during the bad...what was put to be trusted, was safe.

Something to love about him was that safe feeling he gave. He seriously was comfort to have.

To hope-

Stay in touch.

To regret-

The moments lost...that were replaced with heartache and trials.

Being something, or someone that wasn't what was wanted by him.

To remember-

His hugs.

"And I just needed you to pick me up
Like you did when we were younger
When the lightning and the thunder
Had me clinging to your heart
For someone
To lift me up"