You only talk to me when you have to…
You only tell me things when I ask…
You’re only there for me when I call…
Wait… that’s right…
You’re never there for me at all…
Can I really call you a friend?
You were once someone…
I took pride in calling my friend…
Now, if I have to leave you…
I want you to know….
That in the end…
It wasn’t because I stopped caring…
It’s because you stopped being a friend….
We’ve gone our own ways…
And I know it’s for the best…
But sometimes I wonder…
If I’ll ever have a friend like you again….
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ReplyDeletemin siam sak ani bawk a... awm ve tho alawm...:)
DeleteA hoh hmel hle si a, ngaihtuahna han hman chuan avan ril reuh ve!
ReplyDeleteHv, i lo leng lut a, ka van lawm em...:)
Deletevery touching... and if that person has become somebody like that, why would you want another friend just like that again? :)
ReplyDeleteKima, when you reminisce those wonderful days gone by, its hard to see yourself enjoying those moments with someone else...eh?
DeleteIndeed!!! :)
DeleteA tawp a tawpah chuan blog i siam ve ta nge nge maw. A bul tanna pawh a tha nghal kher mai.
ReplyDeleteka lawm e, Cari... Ts an min siam sak a, hei ka ziak tha leh hman tak tak si lo, in lo comment hlawm a, ka lawm tak zet ani...
DeleteOMG OMG it's Maisek! Welcome to the blogging world, where have you been ALL this time?
ReplyDeleteSad poem. We've all had these kinds of friendships that die because people change, things change, and no matter how hard you try the events that estranged you are always like a big wall, preventing you from being friends again.
Ha Ha, Aduh... I'm right here.. I know I could never be as regular as you senior bloggers, but it's kinda nice experience for me, and I think I'm gonna enjoy it!
Deleteyes, its a sad poem... it really makes me want to cry... but as always, Jesus is my real true FRIEND!...:)
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ReplyDeletelr, i ron comment ve reng reng avangin ka lawm a, i lo leng lut hrim hrim pawh hian min ti lawm e...Thank you..
DeleteNice one Maisek. More please!
ReplyDeleteThanks Daniel...and thanks for visiting my blog...:)
Delete"I think, therefore" i'm not of this your friend b'cause you never call me. really really nice verse, it is.
ReplyDeleteva nuihzatthlak em mobilein chep tawkah ka comment a thusawi khungna chhunga mi ka type sual a ka chhu tha dawn a chutah a ni lovah ka zu type lut leh a chutah ka che buar lutukin comment ka zu touch leh nih chu...hetiang chiah hian fbah ka che chukchu tawh..sory a ril lutuk a ni ang e.
ReplyDeleteRp, i lo leng lut hrim hrim hi ka lawm e... mobile a comment chu kei pawh ka che buarchuar thei lutuk a, ka ti peih ta vak lo ani...
DeleteI'm afaraid it might be me!!
ReplyDeleteDave, why do you think it might be you?...:)
ReplyDeleteUmm...Err!! maybe i...i...umm... hehehe
Delete^--- Ha ha... caught you dumbfounded!...:)
Delete'Goodbye' for the very beginning!? Nice & sad. Welcome to the blogging world, ma'am.
ReplyDeleteZaia, I'm already feeling quite a home...thanks anyway...
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