"I love you." You whispered as we sat by the sea. I replied, leaning my head on your shoulder. How could we of known of the future?
Was there any way we could of known what we'd cause? There wasn't.
All we saw was us.
It was perfect.
But then the storm came and changed our minds.
It threw us into making decisions.
Big decisions.
College decisions.
And we broke.
We pulled them apart too.
Chad and Taylor.
Zeke and Sharpay.
Kelsi and Ryan.
Martha and Jason.
We broke them.
"It's your fault!"
Taylor would scream at me.
And it was.
We forced them to take sides.
Bro's before hoes.
Chicks before dicks.
That's what we told each of them. And they stayed.
Because they stayed, they changed. They saw the not so happy side of us.
They changed for us. And we'd ruined everything they'd been.
So hard Sharpay had worked.
The courage Kelsi had earned. The tolerance Taylor had learned.
The everything Martha had found.
We burnt it to the ground.
They say it's fine, we're their friends, they had no choice.
They did.
They tried so hard to fix us.
But we were like humpty dumpty.
They couldn't put us back together again. So they didn't.
After 3 years, we saw them again.
They still hadn't talked.
We wanted them to.
So bad.
But they said no.
Bro's before hoes.
Chicks before dicks.
We'd ruined them.
I'M SORRY. 3