My writing is my friend now,
Its not that others have come to an end,
But my blurring vision is blocking there site,
I wanted to have them back in my life,
But have decided now that the decision made wasn't right,
My life revolved around them,
My mornings and my nights were my reminder of them,
I realized one day that i have lost myself in the necessity of being their friend,
Some were broken because of me,
Some left nothing within me,
But all of them were special and will always be,
They are there in my heart I know,
May be caught in the Bundle of His,
But I guess in the journey of discovering myself,








