conversations can lead to so many places. so many streets, so many towns and so many thoughts.
friendships have been lost. memories survive. and that hurts more. the memories have a full stop now. no new paragraphs to be formed, no new commas to be added.
i am left in my room, contemplating, wondering where did it all go wrong. why didn't we fix it. in moments of breakdown the decisions we make seem apt. right. and now, it seems all wrong and worthless. maybe.
relationships fuel us. our hopes, our dislikes, our love, our hate, our whole self.
i wouldn't know what to do without them.
dysfunctional or otherwise, we need them. addictive or not we need them.
now, i can hear myself saying...those were the days.
when life seemed a little easier due to the people. now, its different.
new lives, new people, new emotions, new hope, new friendships, new love, new hate. but never the same.