Fleeting Friends

Grown apart we became after a long while, Remember those days? Daily talks upon hours, endless laughter, countless stories, shared struggles, emotional break- throughs, as we both sit next to each other in silence. I always remember my best buddy, the one who saw me when others left without looking twice and held my hand with genuine love. A rare gem, one of its kind The time continues to pass us on, memories sealed in a photograph of black and white, your smile for- ever imprinted on my mind, as the years tick one two three, in a blink of an eye, you’re gone…