There were times when it seemed like it was only us. You and me against the world. If I fell you would catch me and carry me the rest of the way home. If I needed a shoulder to cry on you would give Me your shoulder. We promised to always be there for each other. But I guess that meant nothing to you. All those nights we laughed together, and cried together are nothing but a forgotten memory. I had a dream last night that I had fallen but no one picked me up. You watched as I struggled to get up, you watched as the ground swallowed me whole. And in my desperate attempt to crawl back to the surface you turned your back and walked away. The last thing I saw was your shoulder that I once knew to be a welcoming sight, turned cold.