Poems About Friendship For Him Novels & Stories

His warm hugs gives me so much confidence. I trust him blindly with all my heart and soul ! He patiently listens to my all foolish talks and bear my every crazy thing. He can handle my filmy ass without being irritated. Life with him so beautiful and content. I have never see a guy like him before with so much maturity and understanding. I know he will never let me down. I will never leave him for anyone’s sake that’s it. My Krish was all mine that’s it. Mine ? is this word exist in friendship dictionary ?

Within the hour, I was trending everywhere as the infamous "Fake Best Friend" The Internet wanted to tear me apart. Everyone claimed I had been jealous of Elise and deliberately tricked her into eating poisonous mushrooms out of spite. I contacted Elise on WhatsApp and demanded she explain herself publicly. Instead, she blocked me immediately and started livestreaming online. The poisoned classmates were there with her. Elise wept into the camera. "It's all my fault for trusting the wrong person. She told me poisonous mushrooms could let us see the answers to the SAT. I trusted her because I thought she was my best friend. I never imagined she was lying to me.

I hold his hand and make sure that he can remember how he made me feel delighted to have him by my side, as a friend. "You're my closest friend and I am grateful to you because even though I don't have many friends, I felt happiness like I have countless friends. You are really my best friend. You're the best of best friends!" we both laugh with the warmth in our eyes. He's really my best friend. "When I thought for a long time last night, I realized that there's things that we sometimes do that can't be reasoned out. Maybe worse or good, but the important thing is that we should wake up and be true to ourselves." I patted his shoulders, comforting him.

It's not something I take lightly, and I appreciate it more than words can convey. I hope our friendship will last forever, transcending time and distance. And hey, maybe it will spill over to the next generation. Wouldn't it be amazing if our kids grew up together, sharing the same bond we have? I envision blissful and fruitful years ahead for all of us, filled with laughter, shared adventures, and the comfort of having each other to lean on. So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you all for being my friends and being my family. Your support, laughter, and love mean the world to me,"

Robert questioned. "No, the place is still the same, and our memories are too," he replied. "See, we came here a few years ago for the last time, and when we are here, we still have those days back in our hearts, and this place is the same. If a place can't change, why should I? From day 1, I felt some spark in you, and I know you were born to succeed. Even though I didn't stay with you because you would get success even if you failed, I would have stayed with you like this. I believe in friendship, which means "A friend in need is a friend indeed." See, now you can just throw a smile and everyone will be around you claiming to be your friend, but when you are in need, there will be only one

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.

I want to tuck away those strands. "Friendship? What type of friendship?" I'm doubtful, my eyes narrow into slits letting him know I'm not trusting his words. An offer of friendship from a powerful man such as him, something's really fishy. I see a faint hint of smile playing on his lips, "how many type of friendships do you know?" He asks playfully. I stand straight, clearing my throat, understanding his double meaning, "how can we be friends? Friends are usually of the same social circle, they tease each other, joke around, help each other and also playfully insult each other sometimes" I say gauging his reaction carefully.

He spoke and before I could get a word out, he continued. “As a friend, that is. I’ve never really been able to connect with people until you came around, and I just want to let you know that I do not take your friendship lightly.” He continued and I felt squeez warmly in my chest as I grinned up at him. “I can relate to most of what you’ve just said. I definitely do not take your friendship lightly as well.” I responded honestly, meaning every single word. “So, will you accept the gift? I know it’s not enough–”

Dear Elena, There’s a saying: ‘True friendship is like sound health, whose value we seldom know until it is lost. I have come to realize it is true after you walked out of my life because of what I did. I thought I was doing you good, but it turned out to be a mistake that would cost me a friendship I value so much. I feel guilty about what happened and guiltier that I still want to call you my best friend.

There was a silence before I asked, “What was your relationship with her?” A distant look appeared in his eyes as he probably thought back to the good ol’ days with Maeve. He wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand. “I was her best friend. A best friend who was head over heels for her. If she asked for something, I would make sure I gave it to her. I just wanted her to always smile because it brightened up my world. Heck, I even recited her favorite poems and it rubbed off on me. Now I can’t go a day without reading a poem.” His lips turned downwards. “I miss her, you know.” I had no clue why I was listening to my abductor tell me about his unfortunate love life, but I felt pity for him.