My Lost Angels

I feel like shit.

There are so many people in the world...
And I've only come into contact with so many.
This 'many' makes a negligible proportion of the world population.
And of this negligible proportion of people, even fewer of them have touched my life in the most special ways ever.

After they touch my life they disappear from the face of the earth.
As though they were angels sent by God to straighten a part of my life...
And when their job is done, they leave and move on to make magic in other people's lives.

I try to live without regrets.
And I thought I've succeeded these years.

2 minutes ago I broke my own rule of not dwelling on the past.
I made my first regret -

I wish I had kept in touch with these God-sent angels.

For now, before I regret any further, I'll treasure the relationships I already have, and I promise to keep them.
So that you, my angels touching my life now, will never disappear.

+ Flisha spoke @ 8:33 pm

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