Don't Go

You know that moment when someone says they have to go?

And you know that they do, because it is late, and we have to be adults in the morning.

Or they have to write a paper on the history of Ballet.

But you really really want them to stay. 
And as soon as they say they have to go you start missing them?

Those are the best kind of friends.

And I am so grateful for mine.

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