Memories

Somewhere or another, you always have to part with someone else dear.
Sometimes we part cos' we have to. Sometimes we part and we don't even know why.
Sometimes you meet up again only to feel awkard . Sometimes you meet up again and you feel bitter aftertaste is there.
Some we totally lost track of each other and some we just briefly keep oursleves updated,ironically through another medium but not the party itself.

I lost alot of pictures along the way and when I see some, I know I always miss them.





And I realised my hair has not been long for a long, long time.

I miss you, you know.