What Have We

One of my friends got married to this guy I have never met. She is my bestfriend. I didn't go because I was embarassed because her birthday was 2 months back and I didn't call her and wish her a happy birthday. On her wedding night I looked through an album of us, it made me feel sad to know that now she cares about this man more than she will ever care about me.

I'm at the final semester of my school. Time for the big world, they say. I have been bumming around with Rijal, playing pool in smoke infested rooms, not talking to each other until the wee hours of the morning. In each other we find comfort, in each other I find the strength to be okay again.