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STRANGERS AGAIN

by wanderingmonk

It's interesting to think about how we make people who used to be everything into nothing again. How we learn to forget. How we force forgetting. The path that was started so innocently has taken us to here, strangers again. However, yeah like most we started as a strangers. I never wished that we would end up where we are today. To be honest, with the way our story began, I never thought it could possibly end like this. . But, every sentiments become empty thoughts when I look back now. Recalling that love is not what it generally appears. It's just so simple to forget. From so long ago my question is if it really happened. The person used to be my best friend, the person who was the number one priority, the girl I thought could never exist, she was everything that I thought could be perfect in any girl. Still after all these, we lost the fight with this society and all that of left is a mind with random memories from our faded period of time when this stranger was most important person in my life. Now, our life will continue on in different directions becoming STRANGERS AGAIN.
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May 4, 2017
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