Novel & Cerita Poems About Best Friends That Make You Cry

Aria I don’t know why, but her words make me want to cry. I know my life hasn’t been all sunshine and rainbows, but I never complain about it. Knowing that it’s obvious to other people, even though she is my best friend, makes it somehow seem worse.

I looked away and I stared at the wall behind him and I felt the tears pressing against the back of my eyes, threatening to fall even though I had promised myself I would not cry. It felt like shit having your best friend betray you without remorse. It felt like having the ground ripped out from under your feet and falling into a darkness that had no bottom. It felt like being lost in a forest with no map and no compass and no way to find your way home. "Can you please make it stop?" I asked, and my voice cracked on the words.

"I miss you so much. I miss our laughter, I miss our stories, I miss... us. And I know it's my fault, and I don't know how to fix it, but please, Callista, please don't let this destroy us." When I lifted my head, I saw that Callista's eyes were also teary. Her cold armor was starting to crumble, and for the first time in weeks, I saw my real best friend. "Seraphina..." her voice trembled. And suddenly we were both crying, holding each other tightly in the middle of the messy room, like two people who had lost something precious and finally found it again.

, I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beauty. "Okay then, I will pick you up in the next 10minutes" Edin, my best friend said as he ended the call. Meanwhile, as I was looking at the mirror, my mind flashed back to the days we became friends and gradually best friends. Just like yesterday, I laughed remembering how I was a popular girl which no one could pass without glancing at and I was also a troublesome girl(that was part of my hobby).

I couldn’t see them through the tears that welled in my eyes. This was it… My best friend was likely dying and I froze up, crying like a child.

I sobbed, not just cried, no, I was full on snotty nose, fat juicy tears ,and moaning wales that heaved my whole body up and down. I cried for Charlie, my best friend, the only one who laughed at my jokes and was willing to poke fun at our shared pain. I cried for Sammy and Sydney, the twins, (honestly still surprised by that) and for the good life they used to have and lost. I cried for me, for my pathetic meaningless existence that I hated.

My best friend will be the death of me. Fucking hell. ******

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?”

I shook my head laughing bitterly. "My ass he loves me..." I muttered, wiping my tears and curling into a ball while closing my eyes. "How can she still be beautiful with snot running down her face?" A voice asked. "Beats me. But she's still breathtaking." Another replied. I sniffled and opened my eyes to meet soft, sad eyes of my two best friends while they crouched in front of me. New tears welled in my eyes and my lips started trembling. A sob erupted and I flung myself in their arms, letting the tears fall into Cliff and Joel's shirts. They

There was nothing I missed about the years I’d shared with Maria Clara. Something inside me said we had already given everything. That we were spent. But the woman I truly missed... that one, I could never confess. Our friendship would end right there. "Maybe it is..." I lied, downing the whiskey in a single gulp.