Poem Missing A Friend Novels & Stories

Yet, it didn’t take out all my perturbation, thinking that my best friend is still out there, alone and nowhere to be found. “Nancy. She went missing.”

“Sure. When you decide you are done mourning each Year. You’d tell me, meanwhile I will just do your shot for you because I never get tired” “Ahmed” Naseer sighed.. He looked at his best friend solemnly “I don’t know. I Miss her..” He said staring at the portrait of his mother on the wall.. Ahmed walked to him and stood beside him his hand on his shoulder “I know. And it’s okay to miss her. It’s okay to miss someone Who is absent. But you know what’s not right, to miss someone Who is present..” Naseer looked at him puzzled " Isqaar misses me??"

"I know this probably just sounds like whining, but - " "I don't think you're whining." The kindness in his voice nearly breaks me. The tears come faster, and I'm finding it hard to catch my breath. "I miss them," I say into his shirt. "My family. I miss them so much. And I miss having someone I can talk to, someone who's just there and knows all of my shit and who loves me anyway. I can't remember the last time I had a friend. A real friend." God, how pathetic and desperate do I sound? "I have no one. No one..."

After savoring the moment, she placed it in a special place, knowing it held a special significance to her. She recalled the times when she had play with her childhood friend every day until he suddenly vanished from the country. It was devastating for Mel to lose her closest friend at such a young age. Over the years, she had searched for him relentlessly, but to no avail. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. As Mel put away the pack of lipstick, she couldn't shake off the feeling that something was amiss. She wondered where he was and what he was doing now. Did he think about her too?

"What's wrong, child?" "My mate is missing!" I screamed, voice trembling. "He was right here when the ground started shaking, but when it went dark, he just… vanished!" She frowned in confusion and said they hadn't seen Kyle at all, even asking if I had made a mistake. Those same puzzled expressions and dreadful answers were exactly like last time. I frantically grabbed my phone, trying to pull up the photos we took earlier. "How could you not have seen him? You were just taking pictures with us a moment ago—"

I feel like I've lost my best friend, and I don't know what to do. I know my moving away has made things hard, reducing us to writing letters to keep in touch. I understand that things are different now, but I feel like you've forgotten about me. We used to talk all the time, and now we don’t talk at all. I have not gotten a letter from you, instead I receive the letters I sent you in return. Maybe you’ve decided to no longer be my friend, or perhaps you met someone new to take my place, and are too busy to write. I miss our conversations. I miss just being around you.

He placed something in my pocket, “The ointment, it may come in handy. I’ll also leave my spear here. You’re now incredible at aiming, I’m so proud.” I was crying now, hugging him tighter, “I’m sorry.” “It’s okay. Remember, even with loss, hope persists. I’ll be waiting for your victory, we’ll have tea.” “I’d love tea.” He disappeared from my arms. After he was gone I stood there for a while, gravely missing my friend and his company. I then realized that I had missed out on a lot of opportunities in life, even in the most basic things such as having a friend. I had been truly lonely for a long time.

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

But I believed he was with us, we were just not aware of his presence. And that was how I lost a great friend. But he would always be alive in our hearts. Loved and cared for. Never withered away with time. Never forgotten. And never lost for he was always with us. And always would be with us, his friends who still loved him more than their own lives. Because there was something between the eight of us. Something when put into words is called FRIENDSHIP.

"It doesn't mean anything else. I just remember an old figure who was present in my life. Like a butterfly that has never met a friend. And you know, I feel very empty in my life right now!" "I just wanted to say. How are you? I miss you!" ~Next Chapter~ ________________ ___________________