Poetry...
Wishing like it used to..
The first few days of visual contact,
seems to be the hardest part of my life.
It's where i tried to perfect everything,
So as i would have a chance to introduce myself.
As soon as i get to know who you really are,
From your name to what you like to do.
I could tell that you're a person i could trust,
A person i could bet my whole life on the line.
We spent time together like any BFF would,
Joking, laughing and making a total fool of ourselves.
Cause it's where we can be who we really are,
Without the fear of being judged by anyone around.
But as days passed, and time moves on no turning back,
I could see the infinate space in between us.
The space where it was intially impossible to exist,
just grown bigger and bigger no stopping.
Each time after school ended, i used to turn around,
to see the 4 faces smilling back at me.
Cause it's a form of motivation I need,
to put aside my bitter life to make way for my "happy".
But it seems that reality has twisted the path of our lives,
To make it clear that we are vulnerable to the any given situation.
Where things that shouldn't had happened, did happen,
And those that ought to happen, just dissapears through the air.
We can bound to lose anything we once had,
if we take advantage of the situation without caution.
It just come to show to the people out there that,
"Even the bestest of friends come and go..."
-Tobi
... stated @ 11:38 PM
