I said sad,
They hear happiness .
When I say depressed,
They make me to believe I am so bless.

The bond of friendship is as complex as big band theory when it comes to understand.
But it is as simple as present when it comes to believe the purity of love they gave.

It's always started with a scare fight
and till now after years,
It's going smooth like a pure veg.
With diaries of secrets dumped in their stomach,
Still no judgment found on their head.

This is how friendship goes with no up and down,
but with only crack heads and weired things.
People ask me why yours best friends are always best to you?
I say because they hate the person more than I did who done wrong to me.

And still our plan rise when it comes to going hell toghter,
ah! this story next time for sure because I don't want to full the page.


© Priya kumari