Or If He Will Even Care

I guess you could call this a goodbye. Not to mibba, definitely not to mibba. But to someone I used to call my best friend. He’s a great guy. He’s super tall, and he’s smart, and he’s funny, and he’s a total dork but he was like my big brother. He looked after me. He was there when I was sad. He was there when I was happy. He was always there. And now, he’s gone. He didn’t die. But I haven’t spoken ten words to him in a month. And today he called me and left me a message. And I realized that it’s the first time I’ve heard his voice in a long time. And he called me by my nickname. And then when I called him back he didn’t answer. He never does. When I left the message I was about to burst into tears. And I wonder if he will notice when he listens to it, or if he will even care.