Novel & Cerita Missing Best Friend Poem

And to be honest no one deserves to have a friend like me. Samaira, my best friend is the best thing ever happened to me. She was that one person who was always there for me. I still remember that one day when I lost my mother. I was hurt and didn't know what to do. I pushed everyone away from me even my dad, but that girl stayed. She didn't leave my side even when I used harsh words on her. I don't know how did I even get lucky to have a friend like her? People think I am perfect but I am a person with lots of flaws.

“We were drunk, and sad, and missing you, and it just happened one night.” “Missing me.” My voice came out flat, sucked dry of all emotion. “You were missing me.” “We were,” she hissed, pushing herself closer to me. “You don’t know what it was like. I’d lost my best friend. I thought I’d never see you again.”

Nice to meet you. It took me forever to finally fall asleep as I kept thinking of my bestie and how strained our friendship had become. I found it funny how i’d always believed our friendship was unbreakable and unshakable, only for it to become hugely strained due to a simple misunderstanding. “ He should have trusted me more. ” I fought the tears that threatened to drop, as I thought of what happened. It hurt me to know that my Bestie is currently in the same building as I, yet he feels miles away.

“Dearest Aurie: By the time you get this, you’ll have had your birthday and shifted. It absolutely kills me to miss it. I dreamed about it for so long. Well, I honestly don’t even know if you’ll get this or when. I have no idea where you’re actually living now I suppose and that kills me too. I just … fucking miss my best friend. I miss your laugh, your smile, your everything. Maybe it isn’t fair for me to even write, and probably get you upset. But I just had to do it.

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

"You don't know how much I miss you Ath. I miss you so much. But, you didn't even tell me that you miss me too. You're avoiding me— she cut off the rest of what he was going to say. "Because you have a girlfriend. Wrong. It is wrong to see we're still close, Luke. You have a girlfriend, and I'm a woman. Even if we're just friends, I'm still a woman. I know she'll be hurt when she sees we're still together. So please, bear with me Luke. Even though we're not always together, you're still my best friend. " she said and stared into his eyes. He took a deep breath and looked down.

There were Catur, Fauzi, Kiki, Metha, Adi Sihite, Anton they always entertained me, who knows how long, but still one thing I feel alone. Adi Sihite, he is my best friend, he is the craziest person and entertains me all this time, morning, noon, evening and even night, slumbering, karaoke, to the beach with him regardless of distance, which I think is only one important thing I'm not CRAZY with all the trials this love.

"Dreams are like wishes in your heart's own song, While under rainbows and sunshine, they belong. Through suffering, through pain, they shine so brightly, In the darkest of nights, they light up the fight. Believe in your dreams, through thick and thin, A beacon of hope when life feels thin. No matter the struggles that may ensue, The dream you yearn for will come to you" “Somebody seemed happy,” I heard someone speak. I chuckled at myself realizing my best friend was standing in front of me, arms crossed on her chest, and shaking her head as she looked at me. “So happy that she totally ignored her best friend calling her name for a minute now.”

One I don't want to remember and another I miss many times. I miss going out by myself, I miss seeing the bright sky, shining sun, people, gloomy flowers, going to the mall, meeting new people and my friends. Thinking about my friends….I am still thinking about Grace, ...how is she? What must she be doing? Maybe she has kids by now? Is she also blaming me for what happened with her family? Truth be told, I sincerely think that there’s no getting over losing a best friend, especially a best friend whom you’ve loved so much, was there with you through the best and the worst of times, and whom you’ve known forever. There’s no getting over it, at all.

“Friends.” Of all the time, he called us friends. He was right, we were friends once upon a time before he became the worst human I ever encountered. My mind flashed back to that rainy night. I could still remember the metallic smell of blood and gasoline. The accident scene. I could still remember trying to lift the car off of them. I remembered screaming for help. I remembered running to my best friend and how I found him. I shook my head trying not to dwell on that memory