Today's OneWord: Bond

I thought we had something, in the end. I thought we shared a bond. I thought the words meant something - the gestures meant something - the smiles meant something. I thought that the way you held me in your arms as I cried over my broken heart meant more than just a favor or a kind act. I thought we had connected. I thought we were strong. But here we are, with an angry email and a screaming phone call - whatever friendship I thought we had? It's gone.