Time flies. Circumstances change. Faces become unfamiliar. We age.
It is ironical though – the fact that we meet millions of people in different phases our lives, but we manage to stick on to only a few. A few become strangers, a few, acquaintances, a few, family, and a few, friends, for life – because, we connect with them like we do with nobody else. The wavelength, the rapport, the understanding, the warmth.
To those few of you in my life – you belong to me.
It doesn’t matter in which part of the world you live, it doesn’t matter if we don’t converse everyday, it doesn’t matter that today ain’t friendship day – but – I love you.
I am, because you help me be.
Thank you, for, you connect with me the way I am, you connect with my flaws, with my follies. With my imperfections. With my eccentricity. With my absurdity.
This bond we share, just so you know, is for forever.