both of us are dying

the story of two friends, one gives up the other but the other wants to make up all they do is have a great time and then fall out so one decided thats it.

we cant go on like this you say.
why not i think, we make a great team.

we argue,
we fight,
we fall out.

we never used to be like this,
we were the greatest of friends,
we were always there for eachother,
we would have died for eachother.

but now its just me, there is no us anymore.
its all my fault i made you choose.

life and time is short we should make the most of it.
both of us are dying if we wait any longer our friendship will have beaten us to the grave.

The End

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