"Dane, sorry...sorry..."
I woke up inside my room crying. I don't know why I still have these dreams about him but it's been three months since my best friend, Dane, and I parted. He's been my friend since we were nine or ten? He's the closest to me so far. We were like "bananas in pajamas". No one can separate us, well except his girlfriend, Zena. I kept my distance since she met the girl that would make him happy. Me? I haven't found my "true love" yet, except that I have found and lost my first love three months ago. It's just that... sad to say that it ended too soon.