a friendship stretched and ripping at the shore.
the affection we hold for each other no one will understand
and neither will they understand that we hold each others mind.
you've always been there for me and me too...
and now that we face losing each other and I'm at a plan of what to do and what not to.
and the way you treat me is causing my strength to slip
I hope this uncertainty will be over soon.
it hurts too much, its a dying bloom.
and this I know, your biggest fear..
i will remain here unchanged for you...
for are we not the cherished and closest of friends?
hey, wer is the 'mist' tht 1 was really gud.
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ReplyDeleteWe all lose friends..
ReplyDeleteWe lose them in death, to distance and over time.
But even though they may be lost, hope is not..
The key is to keep them in your heart, and when the time is right, you can pick up the friendship right where you left off.
Even the lost find their way home when you leave the light on..
Just wait until he/she recognize the language in which you loved the one forgetting yourself...