I really care about him but because of how selfish I’ve been about how my life is terrible, I forgot to take him in consideration of my actions. Everything we’ve did together, I remember and every reaction on his face I understood.
He told me he was depressed and he gets like that from time to time; He doesn’t know why but he accepts it as his life. I won’t let him continue believing that.
I’m sorry but because he won’t tell me anything… I will have to make him tell me. One way or another, I will know and I will help him.
I’m here to help you too, don’t ever forget that.