Slipping away. . .

I can feel you slipping away.

Ever since that night that your mom called, you've been pulling.

You tell me that that's not the case but I know better. I've been through this countless times before.

And I'm not gonna even try to stop you this time. Because I've learned that the harder I hold on, the harder someone will pull. And so I just have to watch you walk away. Leaving me behind.

Nice knowing you while I did.

Love you.

- Rachel