I was only 17 years old. Speaking with her, spending time together – all of this was like a blessing for me. I could not imagine being friends with her, but we became best friends. The feeling was like I can hug all the world and share my happiness with everyone. I can describe it like one of these days when every bird is singing for you and all of nature is blossoming.
But the mood is changing, as your relationship with any person. I could not remember us quarreling about something at all. And, I think, it’s the reason why aren’t friends anymore. Emptiness instead of anger, regret or sorrow. Sometimes it seems to me that if I look at a piece of paper I will feel more emotions than when looking at her. What a loss to spend time with someone, only to find out that she's a stranger.
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