A Poem For My Best Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

I needed my best friends right now, more than ever. ✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞

With my best friend. Because even till the end of time, no matter what happens, no matter where we find ourselves, he would always be my best friend.

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

I said in a measured tone, not wanting to reveal the excitement filling my body. And then, I walked out the door with a pep in my step. ~Present Day~ I'm sitting at my writing desk, staring out of the window. But something popped into my brain, a distant memory, which brought so many emotions to the forefront of my mind. Adam, my best friend. Oh, how I miss him! The last time we saw each other was ten years ago! I thought, inhaling and exhaling, trying to dispel it. Yet, it was no use. It kept on reappearing each time with a vengeance.

I traced the engraved words slowly, a small, secret smile tugging at the corners of my lips despite everything. For the girl who reads her way out of every cage. It felt like a promise. Like he saw me, really saw the parts of me that had spent years trying to escape loneliness, foster homes, the ache of never quite belonging. The smile lingered for a heartbeat before guilt crashed in like cold water. Mirabel’s face from yesterday flashed behind my eyes, bright, trusting, and calling me her sister with zero hesitation. My best friend. The girl who had chosen me when no one else had.

You and your sister have my whole heart. With endless love, Mommy A soft smile broke through. Amie had taught me that love could grow even after loss. Her health challenges had scared me deeply, but they had also shown me how resilient our family could be. I moved on to the next. My dearest Mia, Thank you for being my rock through the hardest days. Your encouragement, your honest words when I needed them, and your constant support mean the world to me. You never gave up on me, even when I pushed everyone away. I’m so grateful to have a best friend like you standing beside me tomorrow. I love you deeply.

She loved how I made her feel. She could play all she wanted. She knew she was addicted and to be honest, so was I. “Hmmm,” I leaned forward and spread her legs as she looked at me wantonly. “You know you love me.” “Of course Matthew, you’re my son’s best friend.” She joked. “Oh that’s how it is, huh?” I smirked. My hands slid across her thigh down to her patch. “Now I’m Matthew?”

“You’re magic, you know that?” She tilted her head. “Magic?” “Yeah,” I said quietly. “You always know how to pull me out of a bad headspace. Even when I don’t realize I need it.” She smiled, then bumped my knee with hers. “That’s what best friends are for, right?” I looked at her a beat too long. Best friends, she said. But the way my chest tightened… it was something else. I didn’t say it out loud, but in that moment, I knew:

“Guards died searching for you in the deep woods, having to fight rogues which were none of their business, but because of you, they fought until they died!” “I didn't ask for their help or anyone else, especially not yours.” “This is precisely what I'm talking about. Selfish entitled bitch is what you are, and you are never going to change your name, I can't believe my parents really thought you could be the Luna of this pack.” “Why didn't you tell me everything? I thought we were best friends” “Best friend? You are better off as an enemy than just a friend, I would have killed you if it weren't for Theo.”