Best Bud

It is time to do some serious soul searching. Tonight, I miss you more than ever even though you are asleep in the next room. We have become attached at the hip for a good number of years, and as I ponder the full consequences of parting ways and moving in separate directions, I ponder the sincerity of my actions. Have I really known what I want? I dread the inevitable independence I must soon embrace.

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Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist