This year, Facebook notifies me we became friends that year !
That one text, that brought life into a cartoon who feared.
This month that year,
When we discussed our dreams that we wanted to achieve together!
Do you remember that we dreamt of the same badge,
I realised our friendship was really strong, when the reality didn't match !
This week that year,
Against, on the stage, trying to defeat each other,
Backstage, we were best of friends, who defended one another!
This day that year,
I remember the way you unnoticeably adjusted my lose top that slipped off my shoulder,
I always felt secured around you, and I was a bit bolder!
This day, that year, I thank god we had fun together without any worries,
Cos this day, this year, I can only cherish those memories.
I remember spending time at your place,
And taking you along back home 'cos we could have never have enough time when we were together!
Your inexpressive "Thankyou" when you received your birthday gifts always spoiled my excitement,
But your 'that year, this gift' snap leaves me so overwhelmed, friend!
Little things that year comprised of pretty surprises,
It's hard to digest that little things this year are the reasons for our fights and this crisis.
How it proved to be true that pictures are clicked for memories,
Every picture I see, I realise that left behind now, are these old stories !
This day, this year, I only think about texting you,
I fear what if I make things right and then, again lose you!
This day, this year, my photo frame remains constant, even though my friend circle grew.
I smile looking at the frame that still holds the picture of you.
This day, this year, I open my wardrobe to see that dress you gifted me,
I yearningly look towards the door, wishing to see you come to meet me!
With the same emotions, I recall every little moment,
But the present is so Ruth, that I can do nothing but vent.
In friendship, there's no sorry, no thankyou,
there is peace,
I still wish the old you comes back, Please?
