where are you my friends..? is it a time and space that makes us separated..? is it the willingness to be together..? every time i try to reach you, you wouldn't be there.. busy with all your things.. i'm sitting here now.. hoping for you to come.. the 3 years..? the 4 years..? or any years before it.. i'm not lonely.. yeah, i'm not.. but you weren't there either.. i won't call you fake, no i wont'.. because i know, everybody has their own things to do.. including me.. but now, i must face the reality, life really meant to be conical at the end.. even that, the cone wouldn't be lonely, right..? there will be a cone right to the cone, left to the cone, front, back... but the main life itself are a cone.. starts with wide.. then ends with narrow.. do i get it right..?
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