Most of our friends are people we see on a constant basis in our daily lives, people who have similar daily routine with us. I find it sad that once these routines change, when we no longer get to see them often, the friendship starts to drift apart. What's left is the effort required by both parties to stay in contact with each other every now and then. And once they stop taking the effort, the friendship gets burried in the memories.
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Blue Thoughts
PoetryIn this river of words, we created a sea of lies. Credits: To all those who own the poems and pictures.
