Waning Friendship

I never believed that time could erose friendship until recent days.I saw us strolling to the different direction. I insist my way which I daren't 100 percent guarentee a better one. We have been separated by our professions. Time is really a expert killer who excels in murdering people's friendship. Seated at the corner of the crew, I wished I could have just disappeared without letting them know that. They were chatting gaily, like they cared each other so much. They were talking about something that I wasn't into. I began to doubt my ability of communicating with the people at my age. I used to claim myself a person who only appeared to be introverted before the elders but at bottom was outgoing. Today, I myself even inclined to overthrow this opinion. Even when I was with those who had been among the best of my friends, I was so quiet that I felt I could be nothing.The only consolation for me is that I am walking on a brighter road to a brighter future in a brighter way. The only thing I can do is let it be.