Hello people of Deviantart! I have some things I need to say.
I have a really good friend. He is suffering from depression. I'm one of his only friends, and the people on the bus route we ride are all jerks. I'm going to a different school this year. I worry about him so much, and hope he'll soon get better. One problem is he loves me. It isn't a problem for him because it gives him something to hope for. It gives him something that allows him to trudge through his life. However, it's a problem for me. I do love him, but as a friend. I don't know if I'll ever have feelings for him. I mean, normally, this good of a friend who is a girl to a g