Three Idiots

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"True friendship isn't about being inseparable, it's about being separated and knowing nothing will change."

Three Idiots

I walked in on my first school day,
Unsure, alone, a little gray.
But then I met two smiling faces,
Who turned new halls to warm, safe places.

We laughed, we played, we made a vow,
To stick together, here and now.
We formed our trio, wild and free,
And named ourselves
"The Three Idiots," with glee.

From whispered jokes
and secret plans,
To holding tight each other's hands,
We danced through days,
through ups and downs,
With silly smiles, not fearing frowns.

They showed me how to see the light,
In every shadow,
dark or bright.
The world grew wide,
so full of fun,
With them beside me,
life had begun.

From lunch breaks shared
and dreams confessed,
To moments where we did our best,
We made the kind of memories,
That live in hearts like gentle breeze.

Through endless talks
and laughter's flare,
We found a bond so pure, so rare.
I never thought the world could be
So full of love and warmth, and we.

And now I hope, with all I am,
That time won't break our perfect plan.
That this sweet bond, in all its grace,
Will never fade, will never erase.

For in their eyes, I found my way,
And in their hearts, I hope to stay.
At least, just this-please let it be,
Our "Three Idiots"-forever, we.

~ the blackboard

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