You were there for me. You were the good morning text that brightened my day. The person I turned to when I felt discouraged or defeated. You told me to be strong and not to give up. That I would make it. You understood me, because you were so much like me yourself. You knew when I needed to share, and accepted when I needed to hold things inside just a little longer. But you assured me that you were always there when I needed someone to run to. You let me talk deep into the night, until our eyes were too heavy to stay open any longer. I never felt alone because you were always right there when I needed you. For the small things that bothered me, or the big things that threatened to crush me. You shared the burden with me and eased the weight of it all.
 But now you're gone, and I'm lost. I feel like I'm so alone. I miss you.