The Ships of Friend

A stranger for one moment,

Becoming friends that is so close,

Which is scary at one point.
Now being left out like a dying Rose.

Once a group of friend,

Was able to mix and get along well,

Now a gap in between,

Was separated with no farewell.

Then was a deep conversation,

A long and friendly talk,

Now not a single word spoken,

And away they walk.

- Afiq Moh -