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Pain Beneath a Smile

Its a Wednesday evening like any other...but today something stuck  me.. a kick to the piniata full of old memories .. these memories i cherished ...i was proud of these memories and the characters who played part in this colorful play of life ...laughing alongside my happiness , crying for my sorrows and loving their love, keeping me as a shoulder to cry on, a firm hand to push on and a friend in need...im still proud of them .. but like any other pain .. i now want to forget what they once meant to me ... what they felt for me, and what i felt for them... We bump into new people everyday.. its not news... but its only a few who manage to touch our hearts...some pretended to b enemies and some pretended to b friends...some turn their faces away when i say "hey"
some pass by like a ghost  without even a gentle nod...some forgot me and my existence ..a new world and a new home is where i live .. send me a letter and i will forgive.. but u dont seem to care ... i was blind not to see ..wat was this friendship of urs to me...some still come back ..
Made recently but bonded tightly , an old friend  who no matter wat happnes remembers that i am a part of his lyf.....some new friends who help me smile...some who stay for a while ...listen to me when i talk ,reply to every hey as i walk past them or towards them ... they welcome me, with smiles and joys .. same way like u guys did..i guess i wont know if their friendship is worth giving a try...i guess i have to wait for the time to come by...i wish i had friends half the friend i was to them ...they r now my past for they forgot me like one..its not that i am angry  .. but i feel pity on my self ...i was childish enough to let my self think that u were an important character in this play of life..i still have words to say ... i still have some courtesies to pay...i wished i could express it all.. for i am short on words freinds .. people say that ur friends are more lyk ur brothers and sisters..i regret it ..i can say now that i have a brother who is more caring than a friend and friends who care for me as a brother...thnx guys  

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