HappenEnding

The ink of my pen is my blood. Every drop heals my wound. Even though you can tie my body but you can't tie my soul...I write what I want to write... no sugar coats,no romanticism... what I say is what I feel...I can't just talk about the pretty things in life. There's a lot of ugly things and in betweens. I think age is making me more honest and comfortable with my thoughts.

Thursday, 1 May 2014

Short Friendship Letter



Friendship Thank You Letter

It took countless heartaches before I realized that the only real and pure relationship I have in my life is my friendship with you.
Boyfriends... there should always be some amount of romance in there for it to work. Husbands… a contract is necessary for it to become official. Family… there should always be some legal or biological bind for it to last.

But friends… there are no contracts, not even a promise… it’s just the knowing, with unmistakable certainty that no matter what happens, friends will always be there.
With friends… there are no romances. In fact, affection can be shown in all sort of weird ways. There’s the endless teasing… there’s brutal honesty, no, sadistic honesty… there’s the worst-timed humor… there’s the most childish advises. Regardless of the how love is expressed, one thing is certain, it is always felt.

With friends, there no biological binds or legal binds… there are no laws that mandate anyone to always make sure the other person is taken care of… there are no punishments for neglects. “Friendship” is not even a constitutionally recognized relationship. Yet, friends are the ones we count on when husbands, families, leaders, or relatives fail us.

You have always been the ones I count on when everyone else fails me.
So, thank you. I know I don’t say that often enough and even if I say it every minute of every day, it still won’t be enough.

You all know that you have always been my second priority when I am in a relationship. You get me only when he is not available. I call you only when he can’t make it with me and when I am with you, you only hear about him.

And when I run to you when I fall short on my relationships, you never fail to make me feel that you, all of you, would never have any other way. You make me feel enough… you make me feel loved, just as I am.

You have always been generous of your acceptance. I can be the craziest version of myself and you still manage to make me feel normal. I can say the stupidest thing and you always manage to make me realize how stupid I was for saying but and how it makes you love me even more. I was able to do things I never thought I’d manage to do simply because you were so certain I can do it.

So, thank you. You had so much faith in me. You had so much love for me… enough for you to share it with me when I had none for myself. You so much respect for me… enough for me to realize my worth despite all the bullshit I allow myself to drown into.

Thank you for always being there for me and thank you for making me feel that no matter what happens in the future – fucked up relationships, occasional insanity attacks, frequent and repeated stupid choices, for better or for worse, for richer and for poorer – till death do we part.

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