The death of my best friend

So my best friend has died it's heart breaking and all I can think about is her. The way she made me feel she was always there for me when I was happy, sad, lonely we were good as a pair always one but we rocked when we with our other friends. She just had something about her, her smell it calmed me made me know I was going to get through. My parents weren't fond of her they use to say I was too good for her that she brought me down made me look like trash. They were worried because I had this sick obsession with her well she had this magical hold on me. I even started choosing her over my son he would want to do something and I would say just let me catch up with my best friend. Life was on pause all the time because when she called I was there. I have memories they'll always be with me and that's the thing I'm lucky because I could easily have died before my best friend. I have chosen life that's why my best friend has died I've given up the smokes she no longer is my best friend