Stories of the past were exchanged and plans for the future were made
Words of affection were spoken as nostalgia took hold of the heart
I searched her eyes for the friend I had once known
But I couldn't find her in the eyes that were alight with mirth yet guarded
I couldn't find the person who had carefree laughters or crazy thoughts
And somewhere between careful hugs and thoughtful words I realised
That we had grown up and somehow I had lost her in time
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PoetrySometimes some thoughts keep bugging me or when life gets too much for me, writing is my relief. All the thoughts or emotions that try to consume me ; I write them and as my fingers dance over the keyboard I find peace. These writings are a glimpse...
