If I could, I would spend all nights in the fog. Until, of course, I see someone with a hook.

Finding happiness in a long lost friend

Posted in General by Bes on May 05, 2004

She sees into the distance, wondering if he’s alive,

all the joys that he brought, and all the joys that she gave back,

All those days of having a good friend are probably gone for at least one of them,

she now wonders if he’s still around in the same old neighborhood.

He remembers her smile when she always say him,

he remembers her aggresiveness in all the different situations,

he knows she would stand in the face of opposition and still be proud,

he wishes her to have the best of this life, a good friend he valued a lot.

This world is a big place to hide in, even if one does not wish to hide,

It is a gigantic maze to go through to recover old memories and all the old ties,

It is the journey itself that accounts for the hope of finding happiness again,

this very hope of finding happiness results in achieveing happiness again.

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