Both the friends sat beneath the tree Putting hands on hands, talking to the breeze. Talked about the way they walked In the friendship that made them tired. Pained others’ hearts with deep cuts But bled the friendship deeply hurt. The bitter cry of heart made them laugh together, May their friendship last in dreams forever. The breeze blew, the sun glowed and flowers woke when the friendship came to an end. The way that the two friends Ultimo and Vez walked was not too long but rather too deep. This depth can only be attained in dreams but not was expected to break like the journey to a La La Land. Both walked down the street to Ultimo’s house, touched with a bit of nostalgia their tears were speaking, remembering the sweet memories and they were dumbstruck with the grief of separation. In front of the house of Ultimo Vez waved his hands. They had them party at night and got back to their houses. The next day everything was as usual, but there wasn’t t...