when we'll call each other,but this time miles apart,then sure, nights like these shall resurface in our memories ;idle,lonely and solitary,each man busy with his own and the others importance holds little or no value to him,a great friend and brother he's found in this "social media ",only then shall we,though littered across the globe;with each his life's burden to bear,look back to this very day and ponder on the so many things we should've told one another,the very things we should've given to one another,those things we should have done together,but they then become a matter of "if",because those moments are gone with the wind,they've been burnt with times of the past leaving behind their ashes of memories for us to treasure till the decaying of our souls
©okekeemeka
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