Many a times, we watch mutely as the ones around us drift away like the autumn leaves on a windy day. And we wonder where the lush promise of that summer's afternoon went. Little do we realize that the terrain will have to be barren so that we may better appreciate the first bloom of the Spring's blossoms.
I've come to realize.... friends are like children. They will stop being dependent and expect the same from you. But you can hardly ever stop loving them.
The Autumn leaves of my life.... wait a while... until I can say to everyone of you,