Friendships come and go. It's a part of life that everyone learns at some point. Things happen, people change, and you meet new friends along the way.
But still, he had promised we'd be friends forever. They all did. Sitting up there on that roof, we toasted our slices of pizza to our undying friendship. One for all, and all for one. The six amigos, totally inseparable.
We were there for each other, in that cliché way you see in the movies; only it wasn't a bunch of actors on the big screen, it was real. I saw it, I felt it, I lived it. I lived for it. If I ever questioned the importance of my existence in this world, they could banish those thoughts in a heartbeat. They managed to lock and cage up all of the baggage I had been carrying for so long, almost like the way they put criminals behind bars.
We fought for truth, justice, and the last slice of pizza. But we didn't fight nearly as much as we laughed. The baddest of bad guys could be out to get us, yet by the end of the day when we trudged to our bedrooms exhausted, it wasn't from the hard battle raged, but from the fits of laughter that arose during our victory dinner. Even if we lost, it was a triumph just to be okay and together. And things were always okay when we were together.
On my darkest days, all it took was a joke from Beast Boy for me to see the light at the end of the tunnel again.
"You're not alone Terra. You're never alone. We're here for you, no matter what." Then his adorable toothy grin would come out, followed by, "So, why did the chicken cross the road?"
Oh God, the way that place was filled with smiles. There was such a warmth that even the Brady Bunch couldn't beat.
I guess every story has to come to an end.
Friendships come and go. It's a part of life that everyone learns at some point. Things happen, people change, and you meet new friends along the way. I know this, I accept this.
But they weren't just my friends.
They were my family.
I lost the friends I always wanted, and the family I so desperately need. I'm left alone with nothing but myself and this everlasting feeling of regret pulsing in my head. The inseparable friends were separated by one mistake; by one stupid mistake.
So I pick up my knife, and let it slowly glide across my arm.
Things happen, people change, and you meet new friends along the way.
This is my only friend now.
Author's Comments: So, I wrote this monthsss ago, but totally forgot about it. Found it while going through some old stuff and decided I might as well post it. Haha, it's been a while since I've done this. It took me forever just to figure out how to upload a document again xD
Thanks for reading ya'll =)