Even now, as I roam these empty streets
Bouts of nostalgia strike me
I remember as little girls, we’d made promises together
Of being Best Friends Forever.
It was cruel of fate to do us apart,
And cruel it was that I couldn’t see.
But, some things are best left unsaid, they say,
And so we did, long time back ; part and go one’s way.
No more seizure causing phone bills,
No more jumping from the window sills,
No pleading with the teachers to let us sit together in
class,
Gosh! We drifted away so fast.
I hear of you every now and then
And for girls who were once best friends,
We don’t even make eye contact amongst the masses.
But in heart of hearts I do,
Miss you a lot and hope, so do u
Even though papa says “ it’s never too late for bridging
distances”
I can’t help but
wonder….
Do you still remember those instances ?
Those countless sleepovers, where no one slept much,
Coz of gossips, and chips to munch,
All the kicking and pushing in swimming,
Calling up the other for comfort, for every problem.
And now here I stand, trying to make amends for both of us,
Praying silently, that you wont snub me or laugh at all the
fuss,
Made over what is now long forgotten,
As I walk up to you, I hope soon the distance would shorten.
