Though we live only miles apart..
the distance pierces me..as sharp a dart..
it pains that we can no longer meet every day..
laugh,share secrets,be merry and gay..
your friendship in my dark times was as bright a ray..
old and bent with memories we may..
the memories will never fade ..i say..
we may grow up and go our own way..
but the flame will never die..nay...!!
you may be a doctor..and I??(wherever life leads me to be..)
however busy we are,
for each other,our hearts(if not our schedules)may alwayz be free...
because the two years(and counting)we;ve nutured it..
its grown up to be a wonderful tree...
branches spread wide..but roots as firm as can be..
its the envy of people,they alwayz talk you see...
but the tree of our relationship will always be special to me...
(this poem is in memory of all my old buddies...!!who are now in different colleges..we hardly find time to meet up..yes..but i miss them all the same...!!love you all...!!!)
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hey i thought this was originally for ME!
hey i thought this was originally for ME!
It was and still is amy..i didnt wanna mention ya name here...itz too public..so i mentioned all of the old frndz..being general..
*superior grin*
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