Maybe it’s just me but we’re falling apart. What happened to the four of us? Was it just me or were we super close just only a year ago? Did I change? Or was it any one of you? I can’t even remember the last time we had a good laugh together, just the four of us. When I think of you, my mind is clouded with bitter feelings and unhappy memories. We’re letting this sisterhood die a slow and painful death. When was the last time I was vulnerable with you, honest and confident that you’ll love all of me? I miss us but maybe this is inevitable. This is Slow Dancing in a Burning Room for friendships. With every little fight, I can just hear… the deep and dying breathe of this love that we’ve been working on~
We’re going down. And we can see it too.
