I've always loved brainstorming with other writers, and I consider having my work critiqued a part of that brainstorming.
People grow apart, and sometimes, there nothing anyone can do about it.
They were like two magnets who couldn't decide whether to attract or repel.
The longer you wait, and this is true, the slower the hands will move.
How in the world was I alone? Because I wanted to be. That's all I can say. It's all that makes sense to me.
Josh will begin disappearing into a future where the only place he and I remain friends is on the Internet.