When I was Alone....You Came to Me

When I was in 9th grade, I wasn't looking forward to 10th grade at all, because people I'd much rather avoid would be at my school (for one reason).
In the beginning of 10th grade, I did all I could to avoid everyone but my friends who went to my school.

There's a limit to how many people can go into the library during break. Once that limit is up, no one is allowed in.

Me taking my time getting there yesterday, the limit was up and my friends were in there. He came to me then and asked if I would sit with him, and I said no. But when I was alone after that, I ended up sitting with him, because I'd rather not be alone.

Today the same thing happened about the library.
So I sat outside the library alone, thinking depressing thoughts as I've nowadays gotten in the habit of doing.
He sat beside me and said
"You seem depressed so I brought you this to lift your spirits" and gave me a Mountain Dew.

*sigh* I regret doing what I did when we were together. He's so sweet, and he listens to me. And most of all, he COMES to me.
It's a fact that if I don't talk to my friends first, chances are we won't have a conversation at all.
But he's the one who talks first.

We're obviously still friends, but with my loneliness and depression and jealousy, he's very great company, and...I wish we were still together </3