I miss you, but I miss myself more. Come, as you were, my friend. ... ...
She was an angel in disguise and a good friend to praise. I was with her all the time and would think of her all day and night.
She would encourage me by saying, ”give it a shot... I know you can" and give me a big hug. Her mere presence would raise my confidence level.
She had shimmering eyes which attracted me towards her. Her double chin added beauty to her innocent face. She was a born scholar and her writings were golden. My sense fails to describe her. Her character was different, both special and unique.
One day she moved away from the city and me. I met her only occasionally but felt her presence when I was lonely. It seemed like she was playing a game of hide and seek with me. She was there beside me a fraction of second ago but now she is missing. I am sans life without her. I merely exist without her to guide me through my life. I am still waiting for her...
There is always a place beside me for her...But when will she come? I waited for so long and I had lost all my faith that she would come back.
One day she came back, but I wasn’t happy at all. She was changed. She was no more the same old “her”. She was completely different. She gave me a look as if I was a stranger and merrily walked away with her new bunch of friends. It was all like a dream. I was happy that she came back but was blank when she ditched me for no reason.
Have I been bad to her or is it all my fate that she ain’t noticing me? I don’t know what is wrong. But I will wait for her to come back to me and stay with me as my best friend forever. I still remember the last time when she smiled at me waving her hands and saying “Goodbye friend! Will see you soon! Don’t forget that I'm always there with you!”.
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