Novel & Cerita Poem Missing A Friend

Clay scoffed, “I can, seriously have some faith.” They argue all the way to the car, I stay silent just enjoying their bickering, I wonder if I had tried all those years ago to have friends, if we would have been bickering like this as well. The one friend I had in college, the one who disappeared and appeared whenever he liked, he was the closest thing I had to a friend, and we were not even close enough to bicker like this. I couldn’t help but wonder as the car peeled out of the garage, did I miss out on the most important aspect of life by not having anyone in my corner?

When I heard that, my chest tightened. "My phone really is dead. Look." I held it out to my best friend, Dylan Price. He did not take it. He just scanned the code with obvious irritation, paid, then shoved the bottle of water into my hand. "You know I do not have money. You came out shopping with me and somehow forgot to charge your phone on purpose. "What is that if not freeloading?" I opened my mouth to explain, but Dylan lifted a hand and cut me off.

I recite the poem in my mind: "Since you walked away, how many places have become vain and meaningless, like lights in the day. like lights in the day. Afternoons that were a niche for your image, music in which you always awaited me, words of that time, I will have to break them with my hands. In what hollow will I hide my soul so that it will not see your absence that like a terrible sun, without sunset, shines definitive and merciless? Your absence surrounds me like a rope around my throat,

I was going to focus on the moment, not what society said I needed to feel or do. 'Look at you smiling without even trying!' Robyn teased, her tail wagging from behind her. I huffed, ignoring her because I did not wish to discuss how easy it had been for me to smile for the past two days, then tapped on the message. M- 'It's been two days since I last saw you. I miss you. There's no two ways about it. I miss you so damn much! And guess what? I found the perfect poem to describe that.’

Life was a bliss when she was alive. The fate has always been cruel to me. I laid there for hours. I have tons of missed calls and messages from my friends but I ignore them. How am I going to tell them of this new disaster? They’ll make fun of me. Perhaps, break all ties with me. In my social circle, the numbers in one’s bank account decides the durability and loyalties of friends. I had only one true friend, my childhood best friend who disappeared with his family and we never met again. All I remember his name and his enchanting ocean green eyes same as Blaze.

Let's see what everyone else has to say. The netizens, smelling gossip, swarmed in and began condemning my behavior one after another. Some even managed to find my account through tiny clues and flooded my comment section with abuse. "You monster. You just can't stand to see anyone else happy, can you? You must be desperate for a woman to even fantasize about your friend's girlfriend. How pathetic. Your friend treated you like a brother, and this is how you repay him?" "Oh my god, how can you do this to your friend? What is wrong with you? It's just a woman—is she worth obsessing over like this? Just kill yourself already."

“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.”

I just couldn't believe it. "I've never been so ashamed of someone," I said quietly to her. I surprised her, saw it in the tightening around her eyes, the sudden soft intake of breath. But it wasn't enough, would never be enough. I knew that now. My friend was gone, lost to the Dumonts and she was now no friend of mine. It was too much, losing so much so fast. I had to add one last dig, one more turn of the screw. "Did your mother find you?" I straightened as Mia scowled slightly.

Since Anna left her life about some months ago, she had never for once been able to reach her. She really wished she could see Anna right now, because when Anna was around her, she wasn't really this miserable, but now that she wasn't there anymore, her life was a total mess, that she really wished she could fix as soon as possible. To her Anna was the only true friend that she would ever wished for and right now she really can't help but miss her so badly. All they could think of right now was no one else but Anna. She really hopes that Anna hasn't really disappeared from her life, just as the father of her son, because she can't really take it. Anna was actually more than a friend, but rat

So they just listened and watched. “….oh my friends…my friends…forgive me..that I live and you are gone…there’s a grief that can’t be spoken…there’s a pain goes on and on…..phantom faces at the windows…phantom shadows on the floor….empty chairs at empty tables…where my friends will meet no more…oh my friends…my friends..don’t ask me….what your sacrifice was for….empty chairs at empty tables…where my friends will sing ….no more…” She ran her fingers along the table as she walked out of the room and back to the piano. It would take a while to get everyone together. Her heartache continued as she mind-linked Dylan