Life's a Mess.

Life was good, and then it wasn't.  That's the way my life has been for a while now.  The difference is, I used to have someone to comfort me.
What am I supposed to do when I hit this low and whip out my phone to text my someone, only to remember that that someone doesn't actually like being my someone anymore [or me, for that matter] and completely abandoned me?
I text Braedon instead, of course.
It still isn't the same.
and it never will be.
Is this depression?  Or is this just being a teenager?
Does he ever wish for his old someone?
Obviously not. He knows he could always have me. whenever.
He just chooses not to.