There's a stranger.
Who become a friend.
A very close one.
Yeah, I'm talking about you.
Do you still remember?
Oh, I forgot.
The fact that you've become a stranger.
How I wish we'd never become strangers.
May Allah bless you,
stranger.
-Copied from burungman-
Kat UCSI nie, I already have 3 strangers.
Yes, 3. Three.
I tried to not be strangers with them but it's awkward you know.
And it was VERY awkward when it's only me who makes the effort.
Sometimes when I look at old pictures and memories, I miss them.
But gotta believe that there's a reason, a good one perhaps, why things went like this.

-F-
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