I had a battle to fight, a battle I knew I wouldn't win. I was the fragile one, not him. How could I be so blind? I had to dust myself off and jump back in, I had to fight for myself, it's not longer me fighting for us, I was sick and tired of being thrown into the trash because I was fighting to keep our friendship together... My legs ran at top speeds, not having any interest in stopping. The wind clawed at my face as I ran onto the beach, my feet slapping on the sand and the salt water. Salty air was sucked into my lungs and salty tears fell down my cheeks.