Strangers

I won’t blame you,

I never did.

But sometimes I wonder how we became strangers.

The story took a whole one year to begin,

But it ended in one minute.

It’s been months,

I don’t miss you anymore.

I am happy.

But still, there’s this question which still hunts me down.

Was it your faith in me that was so easily breakable?

Or was it the friendship, I believed in, was just my illusion...

I wonder,

Do you ever think?

Think about our friendship.

Do you hate the memories?

Do you reminisce about the memories we shared?

Do you also wonder how it all ended so easily?

Do you ever regret?

Did we become strangers?

Or we were strangers to begin with.