I’m mad and I’m angry. I want to rage at the world. My friend is in pain and I can’t do anything about it. If I could take it away and endure the torture she is going through I would.
In a second.
Here’s the thing though; she would take it away from me too. She’s just that kind of person.
Let me go back to the beginning.
A friend came over one day and asked if I wanted to go out. I said no, so he took me anyway. We went to his friend’s house, whom I’d never met before and there she was. There were sparkles in the air and we stayed at the breakfast bar talking all night about anything and everything all over again. We put the world well and truly to rights……