Art from an old dear friend  sosocaddy

"In these times, when I feel at my worst. When the three suns have gone dark. I remember when I met her, the sudden duty I felt to keep her safe. To preserve that innocence and optimism. Despite the horrible truth that eventually all youthful innocence is lost as age comes.

I failed her, I have myself to blame. She became...different. Someone who I'm not even sure is a sister to me. Whenever I let the guilt of seeing her lost to this world get to me, I remember this one moment. This salvaged moment from my torn past. And remember I can make this right..."

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The friend who made this piece I met a long time ago, I think back in 2012-13. We became close over the course of a year. It was a more brother and sister type of relationship rather than something more romantic. Over the years I saw her hurt by many, even boyfriends, and I couldn't do a damn thing. Watching her fall, cry, but get back up and I couldn't help her just made me feel useless. When she started again with the familiar cycle of choosing the wrong man, I wanted to speak up but I was too scared to. For fear of her abandoning me. In the end, a group of assholes grouped up and pushed her far over her limits, now she's gone, a majority of her art is deleted off her mostly used site, she doesn't use that FA account...And this small piece she did for me is all I have to remember the times we had.

She's around, alive but refuses to talk to me. Just a select few. I feel like I've done something wrong, like this is my punishment for being useless. I should have been there for her more. These days I just feel empty, like a piece of what mattered is gone. I'm never going to let this happen to another friend again, I'm never going to forgive those 'people' for what they did, from now on I'll be better. I'll take a stand rather than sit down.