" I still miss him so much, dude,” he says, his voice breaking. “It’s been almost a year and I still just can’t—I’m sorry, man, you don’t wanna hear all this.”
“Nah, it’s cool.” Now Jus’s eyes are moist. “I understand, man. I really do.”
“He’s never gonna visit me at college or be my best man, you know?”...
"He was my first real friend. I thought we’d grow old together and shit, you know? "
― Nic Stone , Dear Martin (Dear Martin, #1)