A friend who always knew what I was capable of. More than I could think in my capacity, he always arose a feeling of comfort for me to fit in. May be this is the meaning of friendship and the transformation few special people make to us, for that's why they are referred as special(being closer to our heart). And wherever our friends go, we do miss them, their actions, their thoughts and the times spent along them. Thinking about them, makes us richer and celebrates the meaning of friendship. :-)
a dream that was, and that ended.
i was dreaming, then i saw her face, that glittered as she saw me, it was her soul, dancing in the sea, asking me for all the love, while, i denied her, of what belonged to her. it wasn't that we didn't love, each other! but simply, that it wasn't in my hands, i was fearful, and it wasn't, in her hands, because she couldn't, make me understand. it was tough time in short, for the two of us. winds flashed in the meanwhile. then, out of my reverie, out of my dream, i looked at the sea. there i found the sun, gleaming back at me, with a powerful face, of consolidation, over my lost love, of which, i could only get a glimpse, in my dreams, while, i kept my glance at the sea. gagandeep singh vaid
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