outside the wind was blowing. but inside it was rather quiet. we were all working hard, doing our own things together, working together separately as he calls it. we work the best in this manner.

just the three of us. it was almost as if it was meant to be. we just have that everlasting friendship, and bond that makes working together perfect.


i don't know what will come of us in the future, but i do know this much,
you will always be in my heart.

and somehow i think, we will always find our way back to each other, in some way or another.

because some things are just meant to be. and why mess with something like that?