Maybe I'm holding on too tight.
Maybe I'm hurting both me and him.
My shoulder screams in agony. I can feel his sweaty palm slowly sliding away from my grip. I try to hold on, try to squeeze and pull with all my strength. But it's hopeless. I see it in his eyes. He has lost the will to struggle. He is contend to let go. My lips are trembling, and I feel like screaming. But I can't find my voice.
Maybe we're trying, trying too hard. Maybe we're torn apart. - Click Five.