When forever ends

I look back on it now with only sorrow; the sharp edges of bitterness that plagued me for so long.i finger the cheap plastic beads of my bracelet and think of what happened.... as i walk toward my locker i find a note on the floor, i pick it up, and it reads dear Kristina, sorry, but i cant see you anymore, i just cant, i cant be friends with you, sorry and i was speechless, couldn't say a word, as i grab the paper and throw it in the trash. i go home and cry, i see a lost and broken friendship. the next morning i go to school i see my Friend and there she was as i was coming up the stairs; she was with her other popular friend, her Friend said she didn't want to be friends with me anymore, and i just look at her, and she doesn't say a word...and i guess she really didn't want to be friends with me, so they just walk away...years later, i fiddle with the very same bracelet as i did on that very afternoon, and i wonder if fighting back would've saved a friendship that was worth fighting for. and as i watch the little trinket sail through the sea, another thought comes into my head does she still have the bracelet i made for her?''