What happened?

Remember those times that we'd stay up until morning just chatting, even though we had class the next day? When we would laugh about the most random things? How I would call in the middle of the night and just listening to your breathing while you slept? When we would take the long route back home just to extend the time we had together, and end up running back home because of the rain? I wonder, what happened?

You were my friend. No, more than that. You were my best friend. You were the first person I ever opened up to, the person that changed me the most. You taught me so much, like to enjoy life more. You were also the one that brought me back to God. You showed me so much. You taught me to be thankful again, to stop looking at just the downside to everything. You showed me that there really is a meaning in my life. But then again, what happened?

You always knew just what to say to turn my frown upside down. You were there for me when I needed you. You would hold me tight when I needed a hug. You'd even throw french fries at me for no reason in particular. While playing games that I was no good at, you were the one that got revenge for every time I died. When you knew I was crying, you'd comfort me. You'd talk to me over the phone if you knew I really needed to hear someone's voice. You showed me that I wasn't alone. It was because you were there. But what happened?

You'd hold my hand while we walked around the neighborhood. You'd hand me a bouquet of roses and tell me you loved me. You'd hug me. You'd kiss me. You would tell me things that sounded so sweet. You'd write me letters, even though you keep telling me you're no good with that kind of thing. You'd even go out of your way to make sure that I got home safe. I think about it everyday, what happened?

But something changed. We fought. We argued about the stupidest things. I'd cry. You'd say sorry. I'd forgive you. And we'd repeat the process. We grew apart. Something was not right. We could tell. We talked about it. We agreed. And we said goodbye. What happened?

And now, after 3 years of knowing you, of loving you, it's your special day. Before, we would spend it together. We'd go out, do something fun with our friends. So, what happened? Now, we don't even talk. What was once something we did everyday became a rare event. And now I can't even celebrate your day with you, no matter how much I want to. And trust me. You don't know how much I want to see you, to be able to greet you personally. But things just can't go the way me want them to. Oh well.

So if you're reading this, I just want to say happy birthday. Thank you for all of the memories that you gave me. I'm just so happy that you were born 18 years ago and I met you. I pray that you would be happy with your life. And remember, if ever you need someone to talk to, I'll just be right here, waiting. So enjoy your day. Have a good one. :) I love you.  I miss you.