THE DREAMS WE SHARED TOGETHER,THE WALKS WE MADE TOGETHER,THE FIGHTS WE MADE,ARE JUST MEMOIRS NOW?SOMETIMES THE SILENCE BETWEEN US-SPOKE MORE THAN WORDS.THE LANGUAGE TURNS OUT TO BE SILENCE,WHEN SOULS COMMUNICATE.YOU WERE ALWAYS WITH ME.BUT ON THIS DAY,TO ACCOMPANY ME-ONLY THOSE MEMORIES.SITTING ALONE,AND PONDERING THEOSE MEMORIES,IS A GREAT FEELING.THE LIFE GAVE ME EVERYTHING,STILL ITS INCOMPLETE.THE THING MISSING IS YOU, MY DEAR FRIEND.IT’S YOUR PRESENCE.
The state of missing somebody or something is terrible especially when it comes to your dear people and nothing can substitute friendship :)
Nice poem.
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Nice poem.