Well. You know. It's your average Joe day, going to school eating lunch blah-de-blah. You go out and buy a present for your friend who's leaving to go to another school. You take a while choosing it, but you know, it's a good present that you'd be happy to receive yourself. Next day at school, you give it to her. You laugh, chat and all those other friendly things with her. Then you say your final goodbyes and get in the car to go home. Sure, you're grand. You eat lunch go to your room and mess about. But then it hits you. 'S***, I've just lost my best friend in the whole world to a boarding school.' How do you feel then? Like crap. You cry for a couple of hours. Still extremly hurt when you stop. You know it's not really her fault. But that's when to start to have a grudge against her parents. They sent her, even if she agreed. But if they hadn't contemplated it your friend would still be in school with you, unknowing about the 'wonders of boarding school'.
The next day you go back to school, you have a few close friends but it's not the same. You get on with your class, but again, no best friend. There's a new kid, she's nice and all, but comeon. She comes the day your best friend leaves. Almost like an imediate replacement.
You get to talk to her via email and stuff, and it's great. But without her... *sigh* She's your best friend in the whole wide world (as cheesey as it sounds). You love her (as a friend) much more than anybody else in that classroom.
It sure is a learning curve. You'll know what it's like to lose a best friend.
Keep your friends close, but never let them touch your heart.
I Love you K, as my best friend.