I love my friends.

Friends come in circles,
and I am no exception.

All of us have different circles of friends,
reflecting the different facades of our life.

Some circles contain numerous,
others are just a duo.
Some circles are embossed for life,
others are just passing clouds.
Some circles are unbreakables,
others flinch at the slightest touch.
Some circles are of weeds,
deeply rooted and its existence are without conditions.
others are of social butterflies,
pretty but short-lived.

Introducing my circles...