Old songs , old stories we held hands and shared laughters in those nostalgic moments. I thought I found a friend .
Turbulence , tears of challenges , losing our way along the journey . I still believe in our friendship .
We patched up , stay connected .. I turned deaf to stories that I heard . I believe I know your soul as you see my core .
I was wrong … I see a shade that is far from what I used to know . Some says this has always been you .. while others said I saw it all along and just let it pass for the sake of our friendship.
Now , I have enough .. enough of this pretentious color .. I can’t and I won’t … I must burn this bridge of frienship .