the small conversations and the small thoughts.
i know you.
i am so sorry i consider you so big
that i could never settle for small things when it comes to you.
that's why all our conversations end with some disagreement.
it's a pity.
it's a gift.
it's a curse.
i'm glad we have each other in our lives as friends.
the day we don't, the tears in our eyes will clear many dusted confusions that stayed in the past and should never come back.
in the meantime, show me that big smile of yours and let me kiss your huge forehead:
IT'S YOUR GRADUATION!
and i am proud of the person you've become.