Saturday 20 June 2015

Best friend.

So I have this friend. I won't name him for obvious reasons. He is my best friend. I can call him whenever. He stands by me through the downs. You might ask about the ups ! Well I am a bitch. I am selfish and mean and rude and all the bad words. I don't celebrate my happiness with him. I only go to him when I am sad. And the best part is he doesn't mind. Or at least it seems that way. I am very lucky. I am lucky to have a best friend like him. He has tolerated me throughout the past two years. And I am sure he will do the same till we are alive. We fight like cats and dogs. We cry together, laugh together, sing together and what not. I am a bitch. I truly am. And I am sure you would agree if you had seen my behaviour towards him. I suck. I hate myself. But the reason behind it is probably because I am scared. I am scared I might hurt him severely. I have held myself back because I thought a girl and a boy can't be best friends, but now I am happy to say that it's not true. I asked myself “Who said a boy and a girl can't be best friends?!” When he as usual helped me out of my mild depression today. thats when I realised how wrong I had been throughout. My entrepreneurship teacher once said “Everything is about love, every action of yours is a step towards finding true love.” Well I guess that's true. I mean true love doesn't have to mean the love boyfriends and girlfriends or husbands and wife’s have. True love is the love you and your parents have, you and your brother have, you and your best friend  have, your favourite book and you have. So I Love my best friend. 
I don't care the way people might interpret this. All I know is the people who are lucky enough to have a best friend like the one I have will understand me. And the best part is I can almost see his reaction after reading it :) !