the emails have been quite a welcome relief.

from thoughts of desertion and broken ties.
from feelings of unfeeling.
from time.
from gaps.
from distances.
from differences.

somehow, as different as everything seems to be,
we are not so different from who we were.
from who we are.
from who we always will be.
deep inside.

we are still the kind of friends who’d laugh at the corniest of jokes.
the same kind who’d get hurt for the slightest of reasons.
and still the same kind who would try and understand
and be there for each other still no matter what.

because, i’m thinking,
maybe it’s not always all about the good times.
sometimes, it’s all about sticking it out.

‘coz really, you don’t just throw away 9 years.