farewell.

this entry is going to be a very long and wordy one, so click the X button on the top right hand corner to escape.

at a age of 20,

i may not have sufficient experience to say the following but i feel like i have experienced enough partings in many different ways.

be it letting my heart be broken time and time over again,

or a few friendships gone in a moment of impulse,

or doing something i shouldnt have done or said,

or very simply, losing contact as time flies by.

many people walk in and out of our lives,

some stay and some just hang around waiting for something to happen.

a certain few will drift in and out,

( and if i happen to drift in and out of your life, i m sorry.

i have my reasons, just try to bear with me. )

we used to be able to share everything under the sun,

we shared a number of things in common,

we used to be very "open" with each other,

we used to be everything we are not now.

and sadly, as we proceed to a different part of our lives,

we drifted apart, seeing each other occasionally.

due to some misunderstandings that arent really cleared up,

it stood as a barrier.

it seems ages since i knew you but if we count back the exact timing,

a few years, yes?

fate is a very funny thing,

you can either have it, or you dont.

it takes fate to be friends, lovers and even a couple.

i wouldnt have known you if not for that job,

i wouldnt have keep in contact if you werent important in my life, ( once you were )

i wouldnt have be fond of you if you didnt say or do those memorable stuffs.

i have not forgotten anything.

there are many regrets in my life,

you aint one of them, i hope i am not one of yours either.

i am glad we left the feelings buried in us and didnt start anything.

i am glad too, we got past that awkwardness stage.

i m glad, we are friends, again.

it was a few weeks ago, that i learn about your new journey in life,

as you embarked on your new life,

i wish you all the best and do, keep in contact.

it all seems so cliche to say , keep in contact,

but how many of us really do that?

this is dedicated to whoever you think fits the descriptions of who i m writing.