Sometimes I wonder if you remember our friendship.
Wonder about those days which are now treasured memories of mine.
Wonder about how that friendship of 7 years is now just confined to Happy Birthday messages.
From being best friends to strangers,
it's still unfamiliar, to think about the friendship, that doesn't exist now.
Cause I still recall that warmth I felt around you.
And, it's not that I didn't try to hold on to you, to us.
But somehow it felt that it was you who didn't want it.
I know, that some friendships are meant to break while some are meant to slowly drift apart
But, was ours that weak for this to happen?
Or was it only me trying to tie the broken ends?
I wonder if you think about the same things, about me, about those 7 years.
YOU ARE READING
My Mind And Me
PoetryTime heals everything but forgetting is never an option . for me? . My mind speaks louder than I say , that's why I'm called an introvert?
