Harmony of Friends

The voices.

I like it.
When they called me. When they trusted me.

The voices seems blur now.

No,not so blur. I Can still hear them.

Now. no at all.

It begins with shimmering moment.
Fly in the rounded world filled with the harmony of friendship.
They trust you ,off course.

Searching some clue that had never been found before.
The clue seems surprisingly bored.
classic and old story.

They hold your hand in tight situation.
They lift you when bad things happened in chronicles.

They were still in the start point, ready to help you
Even you had loose the bond and called them naive.

Slowly but sure, you have understood.
The meaning of all this feelings, nothing more than a bonded friend.
we call it "friendship"

Now, let's face it.
The journey seems reaching the limit
the over limit.

Their sound now, is heartbreakingly beauttiful.
And beautifully sad.
We have to go now.
Try to fulfilled the meaning of "nothing-last-forever"
But we failed. We need each other.

You will miss somebody who called your name as a joke.
You will miss somebody hold your hand when you cried.
You will miss the melodic drama of conflict.
You will miss the moment, when you missed all of them.

Little bird flying in the air, searching for companion,
while little ants follow their lads in discipline manner.
Try to look over it.
It is nature.

We are something..
something that, I am sure, included in "last-forever" situation.

We are something that interrupting the whole fundamentals of nature,
and we are surely understand that nothing is last forever.
But let's make it the good ending. A happy ending


We are nothing less
and nothing more

than a Friend..