Where You Draw The Line

I thought we understood each other
but that's just not the case
There's now an empty space between us
that no one's able to see
If I could turn back time
this isn't how i want it to be

So close were we, once upon a time
We've been through ups and downs together
So close were we, I thought it'll all be fine
and you would never mind
I guess I'm just too blind
Is this where you draw the line?

That night you called me out
I wondered what is it about
You poured out your hurts and pains
and ended with a smile
I failed to sense how you really felt
thinking everything's well

So close were we, once upon a time
We've been through ups and downs together
So close were we, I thought it'll all be fine
and you would never mind
I guess I'm just too blind
Is this where you draw the line?

How could this be, aren't we more than just friends
How could this be, is this how it ends

I wrote this in one of my lectures after knowing what
a friend of mine was going through the day before.
It's hard when friends suddenly become not as close as before.

PS : This has nothing to do with my love life.

Let's be more realistic, not ideological

Let's be more realistic, not ideological

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Surprised and sorry =\

My day was rather well despite being busy and all

until I found out I did something wrong.

Throughout my first semester I had my trusty motorcycle

to get me to whatever place I want to go to.

Sometimes I take the bus but most of the time I ride.

Most of the time my motorcycle will not be far away.

Now, I've brought my car to uni and I'm using it quite frequently.

I take care of it more than my trusty motorcycle.

I don't really mean it but unintentionally,

Ive put it aside, caring less for it.

I've to take extra care of my car so that it doesn't breakdown

or fall apart but I know it's not an excuse.

I didn't know that my motorcycle is out of petrol,

its tyres worn out, start plug burnt and so on until now.

Thank God for my lappy and the internet,

I roughly know how much it would take to repair my motorcycle.

I didn't know the cost of my actions.

Feeling like a jackass for not taking care of things better.

Whether it's fixable or not now,

that's another story.

If I could turn back time I would do things differently

but it's impossible now.

Feeling sorry just isn't enough.

I know now.....