My Friend

We were born several months apart. Our mothers were very good friends in fact Not a thing did they do apart Neither from each other did they depart Although many of them tried to make them part Some even used dubious methods to hurt Our parents, but they took heart And rather than separate them they united them more I grew up and played with you Not one believed that am not related to you Some even said that i looked and acted like you I guess it was because i was always with you Like my blood brother i treated you More than a brother i viewed you Was always doing the chores with you And always felt naked when i was not with you As we grew up so did our friendship The trials and temptations boarded our ship But even these could not tamper with our friendship Different career paths led us to board different ships Our ways we went as we faced the life's hardships On the way we formed new relationships That led to new friendships And now i sense a fading flame of what used to be a very good friendship As i write this, i can not comprehend Why our friendship had to end Is it because there were some issues that had to end? Or is it our pride that put the relationship to an end What would have been a friendship hard to comprehend? Or is it that our friendship, we did not know how to tend? That like everything alive it has to be fed? Kindly help me to comprehend.