He waved at me, for one last time.
We spoke a little standing by the window which overlooked the highway.
The highway, which was a sign of freedom and distance.
Was it significant of the distance that prevailed among us now?
We shook hands, but this time to serve a formality.
A few words while standing beside the window did actually do wonders to help establish the distance which had increased by now.
Friendship was lost, feelings were lost.
What was left was just distance, like the highway we were staring at.
Had the distance ripped us off our efforts to even accept and acknowledge our inseparable bond which once had existed or was it the start of something new?
Questions unanswered and I hope it stays unanswered forever for,
Ignorance is bliss.
ak kothai..Oshadharon. beshi kich bolbo na,because this writing in itself circumscribes many thoughts. Well written dear. :)
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