I am skeptical about holding on I have more initiative to let go I must begin this hill at a slow pace I can feel my heart beating I now worry about the new days I worry about bringing back the old me Friendships are still gliding on thin ice Yet I still take them back I don't know how to react Knowing that these people didn't just give up on me even though they know how difficult I can be gives me a sense of compassion I miss the good times It's good to hear the updates but I get a chill in my body that's asking me not to forget about the last time. I have a friend who will always be around and has always been there She will never be second best No matter who tries to take her place It's scares me to invite these people back into my lives. I was actually doing so well without them. Yet my heart will never forget the good times. These old friends of mines are embedded in my soul. I just can't let go.