Poems About Best Friends Forever Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Wait… so you’re really never getting back together? Not even a little nostalgic 'she was my best friend' moment?" A humorless laugh escaped my lips. "Not even in another lifetime." His smirk softened. "Your friendship was the friendship back then. People admired you two." I grabbed my keys. "Things change. Not all friendships are meant to last forever—especially not ones built on betrayal." Hector nodded, stepping aside to let me pass. "Fair point.”

“Sorry about Ava, I admit, I was jealous of her. She suddenly announced on national TV that my best friend was hers and I was so jealous and hurt, I didn’t realize that I was hurting you in the process. Astrid you and I have been friends for way too long and I love you so much as if you were my sister. Nobody has ever threatened our friendship until Ava.” I sigh, my anger dissipating. “Lily, I love you so much and you will always, always be my best friend. If you were a man I would have probably married you a long time ago.” She giggles and holds my hand. “Ava is nothing but my client and maybe, a friend but not my best friend. You will always be my best friend and I love, love, love you my

"I promise, just promise me you'll always be here for me Lily, don't ever leave me alone again.." The two girls leaned forward and hugged, the past misunderstandings melting away.

"I think I might cry. This is the best thing that’s ever happened to me." "You’re ridiculous." "And you're amazing. I’m calling my mates. We’re moving in." "That fast?" "That fast. You’re not backing out, right?" "Not a chance." "Then it’s settled. Lia, we’re going to be neighbors!" "Yeah," I said, smiling. "We are." Simone grinned. “This is magic. You are magic.” “I’m not magic, Lia.” "Lia you are magic. Do you understand how rare this is? Best friends don’t just magically end up living next door to each other."

Mira, Dyah, Sari, my college friends, and many others that I will always remember. I decided to write a novel from the story of my life's journey, one by one chapter I made, there was my old laptop as my friend writing the story. Alhamdulillah, I can be a lonely and bored friend, and most importantly I can still use it to write poetry, novels or whatever it is my writing hobby. Even though it was years ago or decades ago, hopefully someday we will meet again. For me friends or friends are like brothers, friends to the end, friends to heaven, friends to share joys and sorrows and always pray for one another.

There may be dark times in our life. But our friendship will always twinkle Like those stars in the night sky. ************************************* Please vote and leave your comments. Enjoy reading - T

It’s making me guilty to chase my dream. “And I also want you to remember this, that no matter what happen, I will go back to you no matter how many years I can possibly be away from you. I love you, best friend.” We both hugged each other tightly and burst into tears like it’s going to be our last night in this world.

I cursed my fate. "What are you exactly made of? Steel? Iron? Ambuja Cement? " She snapped at me. ''Why this guy isn't understanding?'' She poked her fingers on my chest. ''Best friends don't do this stuff.'' Best friends? This time I laughed loudly. I saw her rolling her eyes at me. There are some relations which one can not bury easily naming it as a friend! I loosened my grip on her waist, and she quickly escaped from my hold. I instantly missed her warmth. She turned to walk but I held her wrist.

For the first time in his life,he cried for his best friend Few weeks after they met at the market, he called her and they meet up at a nice restaurant. There, he told her his feelings,he expressed how much he loved her but Zuwairah turned him down. She told him she preferred them being friends,he felt bad but has no choice but to oblige. If that's what will make her happy then he's ready to do anything for her and that was how they became best of friends. They don't even hide anything from each other Yusuf couldn't handle it as he leave his colleagues to take care of the rest "he needs to do something for his friend,he can't just loose her just like that" he thought walking out

I figured if you weren't home Saturday then I'd have to mourn you for ten years then find a new friend,'' he recounted. ''Ten years? That's a long time,'' I told him. ''Yeah but I'd be sad for ten years if we weren't friends,'' I held out my pinky to which he immediately clasped his own around, ''I promise to always be your friend,'' ''And I promise to always be yours or I'd have to give up mac and cheese and pudding cups forever,'' he promised in return. ''Even pudding cups?'' I asked incredulously. ''That's how you know I'm serious,'' he said as he looked me directly in the eyes.