Saturday, December 18, 2010


People change, friends grow together and apart, 'forever friends' meet that special someone... grow up... get married... have kids. There is nothing to mark the end of an era... but at some point it just happens. One day you find you can't call them up at 3am with a scraped heart, because you need someone to sit in the waiting room with you while it mends.

Then you find out that they're in the inner waiting room, and they've been there all along... and they couldn't find the words to tell you that they needed you to sit with them.