My best friend

My best friend is someone I love. He is the best and the worst thing that has ever happened to me. We met through a social event and we bonded instantly. He is very sweet and he is so kind to me. I can't even explain the connection between us. Our bond is so strong, yet we know almost nothing about each other. Somehow, I feel like I've known him for years. He's my best friend and the love of my life. I can't even explain how I feel about him. He's amazing and perfect and the sweetest, nicest, most amazing person that has ever stepped into my life. I love him and he doesn't love me. I've told him how I feel and for a while he felt the same. He has since cut ties with me in every way except friendship but that's okay. It hurts. It hurts more than anything I've ever had to deal with. I may look happy but I'm not. I miss him. He's so close but he is so far away. He doesn't understand why I'm sad but that's okay too. He doesn't have to understand why I'm hurt. As long as I've got him in my life in any way, I know I'll be alright. The day that I lose him for good will be the day that I lose myself.