Him. A Friend.

Him. He’s just a friend I’ve said since I was very young. He picked me back up when I had fallen and brought me down with I was too high up in the clouds. We talked till late hours and spoke to each other first thing in the morning. He showed me his worlds and realms and I showed him my galaxies and thoughts. I thought we were destined for each other but I guess we were just destined to be friends. That's alright, too, I guess.