As strangers we started off,
unaware of how much,
time changes people,
unaware of how much,
we shared laughter, joy, sadness, pain,
we thought we were
having fun, but,
little did we know,
we were creating memories.
As strangers, we grew
a special bond,
called friendship.
Making memories to
look back upon,
memories that will be,
cherished forever more,
memories that slowly
suffocate you until you regret.
Soon with faded memories,
we move on our
separate paths,
meeting new people,
and making new memories.
We drifted apart,
leading us back to
square one, and this time,
it won't be the same.
Sincerely,
A Perfect Stranger
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