There comes a time in your life when your friend circle stops growing. You don't want to discover new friends, not because you don't want new friends but because you don't want to get hurt in this process. There comes a time in everyone's life when he/she grows up. Instead of the usual brilliant glimmer in our imagination a general melancholy creeps in. Sadness is the rule of the day.
You wish u could stop those clocks, stay a moment more but alas time moves on. You and your friends separate from each other. You wish you were an innocent child again for a day, just for a day u beg, but then we immortals can't be beggars leave alone choosers. One lonely night you wake up long enough to actually remember those days. Feel sad but can't for long, have to sleep, routine begins tomorrow morning.
Meet one of your school friends on thee street. For a fleeting moment u feel you aren't grown up yet. U aren't completely devoid of childishness yet. Life has changed ur friend too. You talk about those days but in your hearts u slowly realize it ain't the same now.
Grow up ,everyone has to.
"You don't want to discover new friends, not because you don't want new friends but because you don't want to get hurt in this process."
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