its the end of the exams and the school term is coming to a close.. its kinda sad to know that it will bring about separation but the freedom that comes with it is enough consolation i guess.. "in the bright of day it might seem like the stars are gone they never leave,
they come back when the sun moves on"- new found glory, i borrowed this line in one of my poems and i guess its an apt metaphorical description of separation. However, even though theyre there... whats the guarantee that you are gonna see them again? the guarantee that you'll get to talk to them again? ultimately, the guarantee that you'll get to spend time with them, doing anything even close to what you guys did before the point of separation... Time brings individuals together and time too separates... Is it not so that your mates in secondary school promised each other to at least keep in contact once a month? Does the promise still stand? As the years pile on... The month turns to years and then to none at all... Hopefully, you'll bump into them in orchard road, a shopping center etc.. I wonder how im gonna keep in contact with those graduating this year, when they're in NS and im occupied with the 'A' levels going on to NS myself.. Its melancholic and i am hapless, a victim of time like everybody else is...