What had I expected?
A thread forever stretching, connecting us.
Regardless of the circumstances, regardless of time--and its way of snapping invisible threads
How easily one forgets the brighter days, only remembering those few dreary ones...
Which end up changing relationships.
Maybe we understand little, assume too much
And expect a lot more then we should
Delving forever into the mistakes? that the other makes
What remains now are just the awkward silences between conversations filled with fluff
The thread no longer intact...
