This is a work of fiction. The characters and situations are purely imaginary, and any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental and unintended.
You always caught me when I fell, kissed my grazed knees, made it better. We were best friends, but just friends.
You took me to the prom when I couldn’t find another date. I never told you how much I loved you – I couldn’t risk losing my best friend.
All those unsuitable men I met – you always put together the broken pieces of my heart.
I married, had children. They married, had children. You were there for me, though never mine.
I have only a few years left, I want to spend them with you. Together, come rain or shine.
Drabble(n) - an extremely short work of fiction exactly one hundred words in length.