Car rides with no destination,
making plans as we go.
Crowded bowling alleys,
and last-minute movie plans.
Starbucks and doughnuts,
and late night talks,
Letting you through my walls instead of guarding the door.
Staying out later than I have before.
Meeting family and friends,
eating good food,
All good times with a good friend.

I have a tendency to get flustered,
and scared,
and worried,
and anxious,
and,
well,
stupid at times.

I leave people behind because of my fears.
I dwindle the messages and the talking slowly down to nothing,
until we have forgotten the other exists.
I let go of our friendships out of fear and boredom.

My dad once said,
"Don't chase friendships - if it's meant to be, it will."

This one is worth chasing.
This one is worth holding on to.
This one is worth beating my fears.
This one is worth it.