Novel & Cerita Thinking About You Poems For Friends

“You are right why I am even thinking about him “,she thought. “Sorry Krish for intriguing in your personal matters. I shouldn’t have asked you about your dating’s or relationships or anything. It’s your life you can do whatever fuck you want “, she completed and was feeling blood burning inside her veins. She needed to stop feeling all this for this man. It’s not good to think about a friend in that way. He was just a friend ..a friend ! It’s Mantra on her lips ,she kept telling her heart to remember it.

I think he is right. I will always see you as my friend and I will never forget you or what you have done for me. Maybe someday we will meet again. But for now, I need to focus on my new life and to become the person who I know you always saw in me. I’m so grateful for having you in my life. Please give my love to your husband and Zerden. I will think of you always. Your friend Mary Dear Zerden,

The light mood I'd scrunched up flushed down the drain, after the last incident I just couldn't deal right now, but a nagging voice inside my head missed my best friend. I give her a small smile, “hey what's up” “Hey girlfriend, I just had a bright idea, how about we go out and party” “Why would we do that Didi” “For you , I noticed you've been down for sometime now, so as a great friend I thought a party would help take your mind off things” “No thanks, thank you for thinking of me though, besides I'm going to lay of parties for a while” “What why, a few weeks ago we were partying and now you say it's no longer your stile, come on”

Bed of Thorns “I have been thinking about you,” Hayden answered quietly. “Every night, every day, every minute. All I think about is you.” Their eyes locked and held. Lolita bent her head a little forward, intrigued by the soft calm of his voice. “Tell me what you think about.” “Good thoughts. Bad thoughts. Terrible thoughts. All sorts of things about you.” He paused for a minute and reached for a glass of water. “Sometimes imaginations bleed into reality. I don’t know what’s real and what’s not real.”

Freya Throughout the drive back home, my mind was blank. I intentionally forced myself not to think. I know how carried away I get when my mind is shuffling through thoughts. I almost drove myself into an accident when I was going earlier. I’m not going to do that to myself again this time. Kill myself over a man who doesn’t give a f*ck about me and busy screwing my best friend? Best friend? Really? How could you still be calling that back-biting b*tch ass wh*re your best friend? - a thought rose in my head.

At the casual cruelty. At the shallow conversations. And a question rose in my mind, quiet but sharp. Were they ever really my friends? Or were they just… part of the plan? Would they even show up for me if I lost someone close, like Ryker did for his friend.

I will write a poem and I'll read it to Mom tomorrow," I answered. The days arrived calm and breezing, Everybody was bustling from travelling, Then you came to me without and hesitations, Giving me friendly and adorable expressions. The days were bright and shining for a while, And here you are looking at me with a smile, You always make me a way to catch my attention, Congratulations! You are now my immersion. The days proceeded moody and leaves were falling, Yet you are still there to keep me aspiring, Those sleepless nights that you showed my worth, I thought you were truly down to earth, The days come cold, Same as your heart's constantly changing, You eventually manifested your true col

I couldn't wait to get to my new class final year will be fun...I thought but I knew it couldn’t be that fun, no friends no boyfriend, what a boring life I thought, I remove my headset, hang it over my neck, sipping my coffee before I took my seat, I could hear various thought, different things going through peoples’ minds so to avoid all of those I decided to put my headset back on.

(Everyone had to die one day But let's see, who will take the shock of Someone's death) (Who will be happy and who will cry Let's see, who will come on my funeral) **** Kya pata kab mout ka paigaam aa jaye. Na jaane kab zindagi ki aakhri shaam aa jaye, Main to intezaar karta hu kisi aise waqt ka, Ki meri zindagi mere dost ke kaam aa jaye. (Who knows, when the death is near Who knows, the last evening of our life comes I am just waiting for the time that That my life would be useful for my any friend) **** Mehfil bhi royegi, har dil bhi royega