Do you remember the first time we met? Wasn't it a plain coincidence and from there onwards we became the best of friends. Friends as close as our fingers clasped into each other. Now Suddenly when we have drifted apart it seems surreal like a dream which we got to experience. I could have mentioned your name but am afraid to do so. Was this fate, was this a temporary emotional ride or did we just got bored of each other? Questions remain... without you answering it.. I want to write love letters I want to write poetry that you cannot help but memorize and utter and your tongue ends up having more life than your breath you speak my love
