Who's to say whats right & wrong
3 drunken, stoned friends...

"Sorry to leave you this soon..."
writes the note sitting on the counter...

Slip into your shoes
molded and warm...

Kneeling by the river
washing his blood stained hands...

Holding hands
Kissing...

What began with hellos,
stories and laughs...

Once a girl with silky golden hair
held her head high...

Life is not a path
to somewhere greater...

When does it all begin?
At the first meeting...