Insecurities of making a new Friend

How could you call one a ‘bad friend’? Friends are either good, or they’re not your friend.

Meeting a new person, making a new friend… the insecurities. You jump but you hold yourself. Is it worth it? Will the fall hurt, or will it save you from all that’s left of the world. You hold your breath, you make a friend. You would never know unless you jump, but sometimes you know it just a tad bit too late. All that’s gone and all that’s lost puts together a soul that’s me.


3 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Katherine Kacey Page
    Jan 07, 2013 @ 14:57:55

    I nominated you for an award:


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