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I can easily imagine myself writing there. It’s weird to feel so happy and sad all at once. I’m happy because the only man who has ever owned my heart wants to spend forever with me. I’m sad because I worked so hard at creating a life that didn’t involve Sutten—that didn’t involve him—that now I don’t know how to intertwine our lives so we can have our happily ever after together.

We learned to know each other many years ago And in those days I was your sister and only best friend We never could have been a couple, you and me But still I do the best I can To make your sheets alive and fill the space up Napahinto siya sa pag-abante dahil tama naman ito, magkaibigan sila at tinuring na magkapatid ang isat-isa ngunit dahil halos perfekto na ito ay naisip nilang kunan siya ng isang bagay lamang---ngunit ang isang bagay na ito ang naksira sa kanyang sarili habang buhay at hindi a kailanman malilinis.

Author's note. Hey guys! Thanks for reading my Novel, My True Friend to the End. It's an important book to me. The inspiration came to me when I and my best friend broke up due to a huge misunderstanding. We realized that we weren't compatible and just had to break up. I would admit, it still hurts. I still wished that we could get back together but well I don't think that it will be possible as she has moved on and I have too I guess.

Siras came towards me and stood beside me. I said to him sadly, "I'm sorry, I had behaved too rudely with you in the morning." Siras said seriously, “I will not forgive you because you are not my good friend, that's why you did not tell me the reason for your tears. I took a deep breath and said, “If you listen, you will misunderstand me, so what is the use, anyway, half the world thinks that my character is bad” Saying this, I had taken a step forward when Siras pulled me back by holding my hand and said “I consider you a friend from my heart, so I can never think wrong about you. You can talk to me about your heart and I promise not to misunderstand you."

"I need to tell you the truth. I've been pretending that I'm okay, but I'm not. You've taken everything from me, and I can't take it anymore." "What truth is there to say? Huh? That I've trusted a viper all these years. Why did I ever go wrong with our friendship," Amihan said with tears rolling down her cheek. "I'm tired of your fake tears," I said, my frustration building. "All I ever wanted was a love that was meant for me. But instead, you took everything from me, and now you're pretending to be sad about it. It's not fair, and I can't take it anymore."

I was lonely Until you came A friend you were truly We played handball and some other games My joy knew no bounds Seeing you jumping at me, making barking sounds In the mall, On the lawn At bedtime when everything is quiet and still And in the street, on the floor, on the road, on the hill I fed you with food You fed me with company Our friendship was very smooth And I could not see between us any suffering You were my personal belonging You made my nights and mornings One morning came and you left You said goodbye but it hurt I knew it won't be fine anymore and I did fret But it seemed that was my lot You are my friend But you brought me pain It was not something you did intentionally send

'When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. People come, people go – they'll drift in and out of your life, almost like characters in a favorite book. When you finally close the cover, the characters have told their story and you

No matter what hurdle we go through we would swim back to out shore of our safety, companionship and love, cause just like a magnet finds it way back to iron, we would always find our way back to each other. So we may never have a happy ending or a cliche "happily ever after" but what we do have is continity. We would continue in happiness, sadness, hard times and good times. We would always continue, so our story is a happy continuation not a happy ending. ************************************* Finally we are done with LIKE A BROTHER. Thank you all for an amazing journey❤️. This is my first finished prose and I know I must have made alot of errors. I promise to do better next time.

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I can feel my heart shattering into pieces. "You were always my friend, you are still my friend, and you will always be my friend", I confessed, and he coughed more blood and tried to smile despite the pain. "I am glad that this weirdo is my friend" he raised his other hand to wipe my tears, but his body started thrashing again. I hugged his torso tightly to stop him, but after a few seconds, he stopped on his own. That was the moment I realised that he was right. The mate bond never vanished. It just faded so that we could move on with our lives.