Even though they had just met, it felt like they had known each other for ages. Friendship was inevitable.
A preference for dark humour.
Wit.
The same sensibility.
Even the same name.
But neither guessed they had also fallen for the same man.
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
When Love Trumped Friendship
Labels:
Darkness,
Depression,
Gurgaon,
Heartbreak,
Life,
Love,
My life
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