She didn't catch my attention the very first time I saw her. Even so, she might have a magic that lets me not forget seeing her the first times. I appreciated her more as I knew her better.
I even remember her words when I was planning to leave one place in the classroom where we used to hang out, she said “stay”. I’ll never forget that. It was easy to make her laugh that caused me to smile. From then on, I enjoyed her company. We asked each other of our likes, dislikes, and a couple more of things. I had opened secrets to her that she kept until now and she had told me stories that kept me amazed until now.
We were birds flying through the same path, as I thought we were. We share the same likes and helped each other at times. But after months, life gets tighter and tighter and suffocates us both. We get to spend chosen times and it even took a lot of effort to make each of it happen. I also noticed that we began to choose different things and even spend time to opposite ones.
I said I was wrong. We were not taking the same path after all. And one day, fast approaching, we will really be apart from each other. I hate thinking about it but I try to accept it. I don’t want to get disappointed at the end but I guess it can’t be helped. From that time, I just did my best to be with her. She was the best of the bests among my best friends. I spend time with her as if I wanted to stop the ticking of that second arm. In those ways, I know, we were the same. We can still be those birds flying together. Even if that giant storm comes, I’ll be there to share a feather. Whatever happens, I won’t let anything to be thrown away and be erased by a storm.
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