in the midst of enjoying my post-examination celebration out in town, i bumped into a few friends whom i was once so close to. was it a mere coincidence, or god’s intention for a reconciliation?

i don’t suppose that it happens every time, but also, there comes a time when something nasty happens between two close friends, and thus explained the end of a wonderful friendship.

we were good friends, great friends who talked about anything and everything under the sun. for a lasting five years, nothing went wrong until the day i was attached. i cannot imagine myself battling with two people, who were uncomfortable with each other. i had to make choices, i had to struggle to keep both alive. and yet in the end, i lost both.

thoughts were battling in my mind. i was sandwiched in between. as they always say, you cannot have the best of both worlds. because i am the one getting hurt the most.

i do not suppose that things will continue from where we left out. neither do i expect that we will acknowledge each other as friends. after so many incidents, i suppose those who left found a better self, and probably leading a better life without my existence.

then again, will it be worth it to reconcile with them?

no, for nothing gets better anymore.