So as I see it we’re all on a trip to the end. There are many different ways to get there but only two endings. I see how we’re all in our own little cars, driving to our destination. Well I’ve been driving pretty slow, taking my detours, gas stops, and bathroom breaks as much as I can. I’ve gone through heavy storms, cloudy nights, pouring rain, sunshine, clear days, and much more. But as of right now I’m just in a bump in the road. I’m losing my best friend, the one I did everything with, crazy things beyond measurement. I’ve lost her trust and hope of becoming best friends again. She told me its better this way. That she feels and thinks that it’ll help me, when I only feel like its hurting me. She thinks all she did was bring me down, but she didn’t. She taught me things that I would never know. She taught me that the two most different people in the world can share common interest, love and care for each other. Our friendship was one of the greatest things that has happened to me in a while. We came together when we needed each other the most. We we’re there for each other at the worst. We loved each other even though we weren’t perfect. I’ll try to stop all this pain; I’ll try to see this as a bump in my road that needs to be fixed. But it’s not just a bump in the road any more, its that and more. A storms starting, lighten, thunder, and hell is coming, its here. I’m hurting and in so much pain. This bump in the road is going to be harder to fix than I have ever thought I would. The bump has turned into a hole; the storm has filled it up with cold icy water. It’s going to take months and months to fix. How does a bump turn into such a mess?! I guess I’ll try to suck it up and instead of just sitting around waiting for the sun to come out I’ll make of the storm and take it step by step and try dancing in the rain.
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