Novel & Cerita Missing Best Friend Poem

Sharon Later on, after everyone had gone home, I turned the music down as low as possible. I wanted to get outside my head and think about what my next moves were going to be. My best friend and my son, two of the most important people in my life, have given me some devastating news. However I am not without my faults, having Tony walk in on Matt and I was unplanned but I can only say it was inevitable. Just after making love to Matt, I laid in the bed wondering about how Olivia must have felt and how they actually got together.

The fact that he’s doing so again after pushing me away for two years kind of throws me off kilter. “About that.” He looks up. “I’m sorry,” “You’re sorry?” “Yes. I’m sorry. You were my best friend,” “And you were mine,” I say, lifting a shoulder. “Would it be too much to ask to let bygones be bygones?” he asks, an uncertain smile on his face. I lift a shoulder. “I guess not,”

“Fuck. I didn’t mean to—I just—I can’t—I can’t do this—” She hesitated. Then slowly sat next to me. “Okay. Hey. Chill. Just… breathe.” I tried. Didn’t work. “I’m not mad,” she said, softer this time. “Just confused. What’s going on with you?” I wiped my face, sniffled hard. “He chose someone else.” She blinked. “Ah. There it is.” “My best friend,” I said, voice cracking. “He was my best fucking friend . And I—I loved him. God, I loved him so much. And I thought maybe one day… I thought maybe I had a chance. But he…”

Her best friend’s relationship was over. What a year. What a freaking year.

Her right eyebrows lifted, with her eyeballs wide open in an utter displeasing gesture “Why can't it be me” I fired back “What? How can you even say that you're my fucking best friend” “A best friend that has always been there for you, a best friend that was there when your Almighty step brother was ignoring you, a best friend that has never left your side, a best friend that has always had your best interest at heart, it's me Taylor I'm that best friend that has always made sure you're okay, so why can't it be me, why must it be that dude that has made you cry over and over, and over again, he doesn't even love you, can't you see that?”

The memory of her in that bed, with another man, still hurt more than I wanted to admit. “Are you not coming?” I took a deep breath as I heard Heitor cross the door like a ghost, wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of green shorts with a subtle print. “Alex, you’re my best friend. And besides some neighbors and the hospital staff, I have no one else to talk to.” I set aside the agenda, trying to ignore any monotony in my life. Heitor’s words seemed distant. I could barely keep up. I didn’t remember where I was supposed to be, or where to go. The days still felt the same.

"Hey, will you ever forgive me? It wasn't intentional. You know I don't like standing you up or bailing out on you." He said, his eyes so blue and captivating. I resisted the urge to cup his face _ as he stooped low in front of me. Instead, I took his hand. I knew what I was about to say might sound pathetic and would seem like I was desperate, but I wouldn't die in silence on this one. He was my best friend, and I had every right to spend time with him. "If you don't like it, then stop doing it. It hurts when you do it repeatedly knowing fully well that I would get angry, and then you expect me not to get angry."

"Why are you always so nice to me? He asked and I smiles. This time I was not thinking of what could or could not happen I have given up on believing that he could ever say anything towards the direction I am hoping he would. "You are my best friend Myles, the best thing that has ever happened to me, and if I am to come back to this world a million times, I would still want to have you in my life, and if not for little obstacles, we could have been better off as more than Friends". I finally said it, and I heaved a sigh of relief. I didn't want to look at him, for I know, he might be shocked. He was about to answer me, when I heard Darius's voice behind me.

I haven't felt happiness in a long time not since she left. She was my best friend,Mia. We have been friends since we were toddlers and we did everything together. From hanging out at the park together to eating lunch and dinner at the pack house and staying up late watching movies. But one day, she was just gone. I don't even remember her saying goodbye. I just went to knock on her door to ask her if she wanted to go get ice cream when I found her bedrooms door open and the room was empty. All her stuffs was gone and her scent has been wiped away. I was so distraught I had a full meltdown and I went to my room and destroyed everything.

Fortunately, he didn’t. “We would be dishonest if we said that our hearts are not aching over this unfortunate situ…” My mind trailed off as I stared at the two caskets on the floor, sniffing as tears instantly sprung into my eyes. I couldn’t breathe. I felt suffocated. Michael Grayson is my best friend. Was my best friend! Hell, he’s been my best friend even before I knew the meaning of the word ‘best friend’ and had been in literally all the special memories I had of my childhood.