I remember my childhood days,
Those times are now memories I embrace,
Every evening we would play together like a bunch of inseparable souls,
Don't know how and when somebody dug a hole,
That love and friendship all lost,
The power of love, covered with frost,
As time flew we grew older,
We missed our company and the helping shoulder,
Somehow distance still remained,
The hole was ingrained,
The memories are now only preserved in a frame,
And there's no one to blame,
Our relation was cursed,
And I'm just unleashing a blaze of my pent - up emotions, an outburst.