I miss him. I miss having a close male friend, that I can talk to anytime and go shopping with and see movies with, and who wants to do the same with me.

The feeling comes and goes, but everytime I see him I realise that I don't can't call him my best friend anymore, and that hurts. I have plenty of friends, and some of them are close ones...but it's not the same.

I think I might watch a funny movie before I go to bed, cheer myself up.