Azalea

It’s been four years since I last saw him. That’s a long time. We used to do everything together—laugh at silly things, race at recess, and talk about our favorite games. He was my best friend, like a brother to me. I still remember the way we’d joke around and how he always made me smile, even on bad days. We could just look at each other and start laughing, no reason needed. He always knew how to cheer me up. Even though it’s been a long time, I haven’t forgotten him. I still think about the fun we had and wonder how he’s doing now.