The road is long and tiring

The road is long and tiring

And I walk, sometimes wondering

How much fun it was...

When we walked together...

We laughed, we cried, we fought and made up like never..

Little did we know what it was.. but it was always there...

We named it “FRIENDSHIP”, but we could have called it whatever..

Those days were brilliant.. never thought those will ever end..

But here we are today..all of us at different roads.. at different endeavours..

We still walk together, but different roads..

I hope they cross someday,

And at those crossroads,

we meet

and we are, like we separated never.