I had this really great friend last year, i could tell him anything and he wouldn't tell anyone else. he was so trustworthy and kind. i know that he would never lie to me. we don't have that relationship anymore. in fact we are not even friends anymore; we haven't talked. he started to be mean and so selfish. He got a girlfriend, and he only saw one side of her, but i saw both. she is rude. at first i worried that he would get his heart broken, but then i didn't care, but shortly after that it happened. most recently her and her friends did something mean to him, i was the by-stander who didn't do anything because i didn't want to get in his way, but i thought it was mean and disgusting. most recently in the hallway he gave me this awful look in the hallway, my heart skipped a beat as i walked right by him in the hallway without saying anything. the question that i still portray in my mind is, why do i still care about him?