THE BEST FRIEND

Dear my friend,

Am I your best friend?
Am I?
I don’t know what best friend really is.
Our relationship, I really like it, I was.
We shared our feels, ideas, happiness, sorrow…
We had many stories to tell
Especially stories about our family…
We did bad things and good things together…
What a best relationship we had!
I still remember the times until now
Somehow…
I feel something strange about these.
The day when we shared them
And the things that we did together
Withered within my memory.
As a man who called as a best friend
A man who love to prove his best friendship
A relation that I bonded to you,
I am propelling myself to keep it
Far from breakage.
I tried many times and failed much times.
For some reason we can’t talk as much as we did nowadays
Even we couldn’t talk customarily like we did to friends of our!
Do you have someone who care for you?; a best friend?
I want to learn to be the other one
What they do and think
What they pray and hope from you
Because I meet desperation to become it.
The past and hope has me to try again and again…
I try more and then more pain I gain.
The pain is cruel
Making hope losing its stand.
Aren’t you trying too?
Trying to restore our relationship?
If you do I doubt you can’t
for some reason.
I’m thinking about something,
I’m thinking about what happening nowadays.
The situation in the present is good enough for you
You don’t want to bother it, right?
Pretending there is nothing happen
Leaving me alone in confusion.
Or maybe I’m not your best friend after all;
I’m just a distraction from your sorrow and loneliness heart.
I like to call you as my best friend
As you do to me.
But I can’t
Because you make me to.
For what you did until now
Please don’t call me your best friend
Until we can do again the “best friend things” like we did together.
Call me a friend.
So either I or you don’t have to keep what is likely to break.
Call me just “a friend”
So we don’t have to hurt each other.
I’m sorry if there is a thing that make you hurt.
Forgive me for the complexity I’ve done.
Forget all my wrong.
My friend, there is something I want you to know.
I’m going well from the pain
By admitting and forgiving what I’ve done.
The hope will not losing again his stand;
Hoping less for the past times to repeat
But more for the future where each of us will be a better person.
Thank you very much for the trust
once you gave me to take a good care of you.
Thank you for the lesson you gave to me:
It’s not a mercy that makes someone live and free but love.
I’ll never regret the time when we met.
Trying to forget not what happen between us although it’s not easy.
Once again, thank you very much my friend!
Your friend