I had a friend once, whom I still remember fondly. I also miss him, a lot. We met while playing text-based online role play. Over time, we bonded, similarly to our characters, slowly growing closer. It's been a long time. I was in my teens when we were close, and when I lost him. He had a huge impact in my life - even if he may not even know. At the time, though, he was my best friend . And also one of very few, all of them being very far away. We wrote letters to each other, like real pen on paper ones. We also planned to meet up. It wasn't easy, with the both of us still being dependent on our parents, living in different parts of the country. He sent me gifts I still have to this day, and whenever I see them, I think of him, of our connection - and most often, I begin to cry. Because I really miss him, so much. I remember us texting every day . He played a huge part in keeping me sane, not falling victim to my depression too much, keeping hope. One of those memories I