The Only Thing I Can't Stand More

We Laughed Ourselves Silly, Taking Back Our Shared Past, Gently, Piece By Piece.

I Wondered If It Was Really Because He Cared About Me, Or If Now I Was Just Another Challenge.

I Jammed My Hand In My Jacket Pocket, Bracing Myself Fo The Next Hit, And Fel Something. Something Grainy And Samll, Sticking To The Tips Of My Fingers: The Sand From Commons Park. Oh Cass, I Thought. I Miss You So, So Much.

Obviously It Won't All Run Smoothly. But It's Important To Awknowledge That While We May Make Mistakes, In The Long Run, We May Also Learn Fromt Them.

What Happened To Goodbye?