The Half-Written Apology Crosby Drafted For A Friend But Never Sent

April 1, 2025

Crosby sat on the edge of his bed, the dim light filtering through the half-drawn curtains, casting shadows on the walls of his tiny room. His guitar lay beside him, its polished wood gleaming in the soft glow, but today, he couldn’t bring himself to strum a single chord. Instead, he stared at the blank page before him, a half-written apology to his friend Jake, who he had unintentionally pushed away during a particularly chaotic time in his life. The events of the past few weeks weighed heavily on him, leaving a pit in his stomach that no amount of music could fill.

Just a month earlier, Crosby had been riding high on the success of his newest album, a mix of heartfelt ballads and upbeat tunes that had connected with fans all over the country. But with the pressure of suddenly being in the spotlight, he had started to take for granted the friendships that had once grounded him. In the rush to create and the excitement of performing, he had snapped at Jake during a rehearsal, dismissing his suggestions as unimportant. The hurt look on Jake’s face still haunted Crosby, a constant reminder of how easily words could cut deeper than any physical blow.

Sitting there, he recalled the countless nights they had stayed up late, dreaming of musical success, sharing their deepest insecurities, and laughing until their sides hurt. Crosby had always thought of Jake as family; someone who would stand by him through thick and thin. Yet here he was, drafting this apology as if he was writing a song. Each word felt inadequate, like a melody that didn’t quite fit the rhythm they had shared. The regret filled the room, overwhelming him. Music had always been his escape, his way of expressing feelings when words failed, but this was different. He imagined Jake reading the apology and wondered whether it could ever mend the rift between them.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow around his room, Crosby picked up his guitar. It felt heavier in his hands than usual, but he couldn’t ignore the familiar comfort it brought. He strummed a few chords, letting the music wash over him. With each note, he felt a flicker of hope reignite in his chest. He realized that while it was vital to express his remorse, it was equally important to show Jake he was committed to rebuilding their friendship. Apologies were just words; actions were what mattered. And so, he set the paper down, focusing instead on crafting a song that spoke to the bond they shared.

Crosby began to write, pouring his heart into the music, transforming his regret into a melody that captured the essence of their friendship. He wrote about the laughter, the dreams, and the moments of vulnerability that made them who they were. He knew that through this song, he could convey the feelings he struggled to articulate on paper. It was a promise that he would never take their friendship for granted again, a way to show Jake that he was ready to be there, not just as a musician, but as a true friend.

In the days that followed, Crosby performed the new song at a local venue, his heart racing as he sang the lyrics that held his apology. As he looked out into the crowd, he spotted Jake standing off to the side, a mixture of surprise and emotion swirling on his face. When the final note faded, Crosby stepped off stage, his heart pounding not just from the performance, but from the anticipation of reconciliation. He approached Jake, who met him with a hesitant smile. They embraced, and in that moment, Crosby knew that music had once again brought them together, proving that from hardship could emerge a newfound strength.