Written on Wednesday
07/03/2018
At 09: 14 am (most likely in a boring class)
He used to know all his favorite food,
Even when he didn't speak he understood.
They used to talk about their dreams,
Before they were carried by different streams.
He used to know how to make him laugh,
And stop talking when he thought silence was enough.
They used to hang out during the day and night,
Sometimes bickering, sometimes they'd fight.
He used to call him if they couldn't meet,
Went right to the point, no need to greet.
They used to stand up for each other,
Brothers, they were from different mother.
He used to know his favorite spot,
Where they met, sat, and just thought.
They used to have something so precious,
About it, none of them was careless.
However, life happened and pulled them apart,
That when they met now didn't know where to start.
That can't look each other in the eyes,
And every time that happens a piece of them dies.
The once dear friends had turned to strangers,
Not knowing what to do in each other's presence.
So they ignore each other whenever they pass by,
Feeling their heart ache but not understanding why.
#friendshiploss #strangersnow #fromfriendstostrangers #bromance
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