Emil is moving away to Texas shortly, end of the month. I think even before my birthday.
At first it didn't bother me when he spoke about his leaving, but now that it is real . . .
Well my heart is really aching. He is no matter what, my best friend.
We have gone through s a lot of Hell and a lot of great times to get here.
And I just don't know how I will manage to be OK the day he is gone.
We managed to heal and to grow from our past.
We managed to get over things, to forgive, and to cherish what good was between us.
No other friend will ever mean as much to me as Emil always has.