by Chupa-Cabra » Fri Aug 17, 2012 5:31 pm
Dear friendly friend,
I know it's been seven long, painful years since I last saw you, since we last shared a laugh together. Since We both moved, you towards the north, I towards the south. Even when I first moved, I thought about you every day. I wondered how you were, if you were alright, if you were missing me as much as I was missing you. I hoped with all my heart that you were doing okay, told myself to move on. And I did, for a few years.
But then the thoughts came back. We had both reached our teenage years, I realised. And then, through the magic of Facebook, I found you again.
I messaged you.
"I don't know if you remember me, but we were best friends."
The next day, your reply, seemingly long-awaited by myself.
"Of course I remember you! I was recently thinking about you, actually!"
I was overjoyed. We talked, a lot. I confessed how much I miss you. We talked about old times, the hours wasted playing the nintendo, our adventures in the backyard, the sandpit, the cubby house. And eventually I poured my heart out to you. You were there for me, and you made me promise not to hurt myself. You knew I could never betray your trust, and that's the only reason I'm still alive right now, writing this. Wishing you could hear it.
I've thanked you over and over again, but I still feel as though it isn't enough to show my gratitude. And you brush it off, your modesty getting the better of you.
I swear, if I ever do see you again (I'm skeptical, even though you say we'll see each other again), I'd kiss you. No I wouldn't. That would make us more than friends. It would get weird.
Still, I sincerely hope that you understand how much I miss you, how I long to see you again, to have my best friend back.
Sincerely,
Myself.
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