“Friendships are what our dreams are made of. We hold onto each other with its binding love. We stand close to each other, hand in hand, showing each

Stop.
Heart beat.
Clammy.
Insecure.
Past.
Forgotten.
Broken.
Lost.
Waiting.
Crying.
Remembering.
Our Song.
Broken Record.
Forgiveness.
Absent.
More tears.
Begin to shake.
Can't look you in the eye.
Too many words.
Not enough sentences.
Awkward smiles.
Embracing hugs.
What if's.
Not worth it.
Whose fault?
I'm Sorry.