There were quite a number of you.
Back then you were, all of you, my saviours from ...so many ugly things.
Sometimes it pains me to see how far we have all drifted apart from one another, the currents of our lives taking us toward our individual destinies, as we set off to make our mark in the great big world.
We have grown distant; friendships stretched just a little too far, and just that wee bit too thin. It’s as though we never met, as though we never knew each other, as though the other person never existed.
Then again, I suppose there isn’t much to be said between us in the here and now anyway. Simple hellos, simple take cares, and simple goodbyes.
But memories of the warmth, the good times and the good deeds linger in my head and in my heart still.
I cannot for the life of me find words to express gratitude for everything that you have filled my life with —if only in times past.
Wherever in the world you are tonight, you are not forgotten.
There’s a little piece of me, wishing you all the best, in whatever you are going through.
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