just realised how mushy the prev post was.
what's up with this brain.
perhaps my mood manifested from the little thoughts that preoccupied me for the day.
it shall be my definitive post tonight.
best friends.
back then.
best friends meant.
the one who'd smile at me from across the desk.
colour drawings together.
do our work together.
sing together, dance together, play together.
then,
best friends meant.
a simple acknowledgement.
a race together.
someone who provided a book when we forget to bring.
best friends meant.
playing computer games together.
talking cock and crapping.
having fun with your poem.
talking about the crush
going ZAP!
best friends meant.
talking about history.
laughing at foreign affairs.
forming a great clan.
saluting north korea.
speaking chinese like a chinese.
even during english.
but as people grow up.
it get inevitable.
we lost faith.
we went our own roads.
we lost what we treasured greatly.
as people became complex.
we miss the times we made our friends effortlessly.
i dont like the feeling of losing best friends.
because best friends meant.
syncronicity.
understanding and respect.
not judging people for what they seem.
laughing at the foolishness
appreciating maturity.
feeling the darkness without feeling fear.
laughing. crying. losing my appetite.
because best friends meant so much.
i wonder how much have i lost?
i wonder how much more do i have to miss.
idiosyncrasies i dont want to lose.
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