On The Last Time

One day we all meet the people we consider strangers and become friends. That is what happened to my life and I am going to talk about it. Last year I met a guy who was older than me by just one year, I was 21 years old and he was 22. The first time I met him I never thought we would become friends because he looked awful. We only took the same class once a week and never talked to each other. After a few weeks, we started to know and talk to each other. Of course, we became friends and talked about many things including crazy stuff from when we met. He was not like other people I had known before, he was special. He was good at studying and I admired him. He was kind, funny and talkative but quite chubby that I often called him Big Brother. But I liked him way he was. Eventually, we decided to make a deal to be siblings. Even though we just met once a week, I was feeling like we were becoming closer and closer. We both love watching the same type of movies and he often suggests some to me. I do not want to say this year will be the last time we meet due to him graduating.But I know it will happen one day. In this world, we always start with a "hello" and end with a "goodbye". Thinking about it ,I really do not want it to happen. I am really lucky to have met him even if the time we spent together was short. I will always remember all the things that happened to us. We had a wonderful time and I wish that we will meet again.
Thanks, Big Brother.