You asked me if we could still be friends.
Actually, I did not know what to say to you back then. It was not that I did not want to be your friend, but in fact, I really wanted to be your friend and everything that was happening back then was really bizarre and blissful. I did not ask you why you were asking me that. All I said was that I agree, and there was no other words spoken. I wanted to hide all my happiness under the blanket of my humanity. I wanted to hide my weak side to you. I did not want you to hear the happiness inside of me because I thought that you might leave me, too. I was really tired of being left alone by everyone - people I push away, people I hide myself from, people who turn their own back and many other people. I wanted everything to feel normal, that it was no big deal.
I was wrong.
I should have told you how happy I was when you asked me to be your friend. I should have grabbed that opportunity to tell you how great you are and how I respect you and your works and everything about you. I wanted to thank you for changing my point of view. You have proven a lot to me and showed me so many great things in just a short span. I should have thanked you. I should have blurted out all the insanity in me.
I should have told you that before you were gone.