Is It Really Worth It?

As we go down the same crowded white bricked hallway, your hand in mine. I never walk by myself, people are too cruel, the world is cruel without you. That day was special though, as we walked closer to my class, you slowed your pace and slightly pulled my arm, signaling me. You pulled me aside, making me push myself against the wall you got in front of me and said the best words I could have ever imagined, "What do you want us to be?" I sigh thinking about it, if only that could have lasted it, or will it?...