best friends

When I think of times we sitting on those broken benches,
Drinking and sweating among those unknown stenches,
The times when ahead of us was that clean blue sky,
And the moments of our lives were just flowing by.

When I remember those struggles I was nudging alone,
You were the only one who approved to carry on an on,
Flashing of times when we were both crying,
And we realised those moments were worth trying.

When I remember my complaining of their masked faces,
Aching and chasing by us for those impossible traces,
I alas sometimes now for those wiped out emotions,
And our lives now carrying everything in slow motion.