As they come and go.

Friends come and go in life. Just a couple of months ago, another of them leaved.

There were three of us, being observed as good friends to others. We always spent time together during classes, though we don't share much about our personal stories but we get along quite well, at least we never fight. Maybe it is because we did not share much and things started to evolve as the underlying strangeness creep in. It will never be worked out, i tried to save the whole matter but it was a bit too late. The calm water is now full of ripples, both of them realized they have so much in conflicts. Therefore, our friendships went crashed to the hard ground and die into nothing. I was very very pissed and disappointed at a point, to be ditched by someone. It grew loathing in me.

I believe every man will eventually go through a time to change for a greater good. I hope you would learn to be a better man in your newly found-oh-so-comfortable-zone with your mate. Man with mature thinking seems lesser nowadays, i wonder where are they exactly hiding at.

I am glad that another one stayed with me, we begun to share a little more than ever. After all, i think friendships should share their feelings with each other, in order to keep the momentum to goes on. As time passes on, i begin to think that life is too short to angry over someone. Moreover, to hate someone is weary.

Whenever you request for a help i will still lend my hand, because we were friends.