Saturday, 4 June 2016

Being Her Best Friend

Me: She used to tell me, to be her best friend, not just boyfriend. I tried. I never stop trying. She always complained though. Maybe I couldn't reach her expectation.
Now when think of it, those old memories, makes me feel good, and I realize, she was wrong. She was wrong all along. I was indeed her best friend from the start. She just couldn't understand it. And the time when she started to push me for that, she actually pushed me away, without knowing the fact that she 's already got what she wanted. 
I don't blame her. We both were kids. Yea well, college kids. We didn't know what was best for us. And so we lost each other. 
Imaginary Friend: I think you still love her.  
Me: You want to bet on it? 
Imaginary Friend: No Thanks! But what went wrong? 
Me: What not? I was scared, scared to loose her. I guess we both were. But too much fear sometimes can make us reluctant. There was lot to take. So we both ran away from each other. It's just that, I looked back, she didn't.

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