Apart Holding on to the world But only with one hand. Face turned away from it, Looking out and up. Her mind wanders, So far that she can't quite grasp reality. Like a tethered balloon, She tugs at her string, Yearning to fly, Sometimes succeeding. In this world, But not quite of it.

You haven't been acting like yourself lately. Where's the sweet guy I used to know? I'm not sure what to do. How much can I blame on your condition? I think we need to talk.

Please. Oh, so you're mad at me now? And you're acting like I'm not your friend anymore? Grow up, I've been swallowing my anger at you for the past four years. -___- I need to write something positive.

Some people just set your teeth on edge, make you clench your jaw and bristle like an angry porcupine. Do you always have to act so high and mighty?

Do I Still Have A Best Friend? I'm not sure. Honestly, you annoy the heck out of me quite often. I'm sure I do the same. Honestly, I've had trouble even liking you lately. But I love you, best friend. And I don't give up on people. God willing, we'll get past our differences.