Friday, June 5, 2009

saying gudbye

well makin friends and loosing touch with them is a common place occourance
the reasons can be
station aa gaya (train journeys-- this 1 s rare)
got busy
moved outa town
some misundrstandins
idiopathic
accidents and misshaps

and where there used to b a breathing pulsating person whom we percived as a timepass a reource an inspiration depending on the frame of our mind is left a void of our time or a void in our psyce or nothing depending again on the strength to wih we had binded our selves wid the person

and tho i am much tempted to write the pain of losing sm1 u luv can send u in a bottomless pit of despair so da soul shrivels from lonliness and te hole in the heart tends to suck u but
its bull shit
the point being mind has a tendency of sticking to patterns
some more than the others and parheps this coupled with our dependence is responsible or the pain of saying goodbye
again some people are great at letting tings go
some suck at it

along with dancing , quitting procratinating this is the third thing that i have not yet accomplished and thATS COZ
i dont care bout the objects of 1st 2
and i care a little bit too much when it comes to third

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