My best friend

On Wednesday, I was blue. I had a problem. I was weak and I always know I can turn to her in my times of trouble. She is always there. She listened to every sentence, every word that I told her. She understood me. I did not even have to say a word. She took me in her arms and held me. I felt good and I told her everything. Then a tear rolls down my cheeks, she wiped it off. Then she made me laugh. I look at her, but she did not look back to me. I knew how much she loves me. It was no words or poems could tell about that.

There were so many times that I needed her as my friend. Every time I need to talk or I am sad and feeling blue, she understand, and she will give her point of view. She always put me first if I need her to be there. I appreciated you did that it showed how much you really care. Her unconditional friendship showed me the person I am inside, and just to be myself is something I never have to hide. If she has ever needed anything, anytime, I promise I will be there to try to make it right. I hope that I can do for you all the things that you had done for me.

We will be friends.

I hope that without end.
Therefore, I just want to say thanks.
Thanks for being my friend.


In My Heart

I try to do things right. I try to make you happy, but I guess I always find a way to mess up. You do not believe what I tell you anymore. You will not listen to my side of the story. You told me you love me, but you do not want our relationship anymore. You do not like what it has become. I do not want what it has become either. I remember what it used to be. I remember how happy we used to be. We hardly ever fought.

Now, one year later, it seems like that is all we do. I love you, but something has to change. We cannot stay in this relationship if we are not happy. I do not want to lose you. I do not want to live without you. You know EVERYTHING about me. Even little things I do not know. You can make me laugh and smile. You can cheer me up when I am blue. You make me feel good about myself and make me feel comfortable about my body. You bring the best out in me. You are silly and crazy. You make my life fun. I love you and I want so badly to make life what it used to be. I want us to be happy again.

Do you think we can fix it, or is it to late? Do you think there is any way to get back what we lost? To light our flame again? Or has too much shit happened? Has it changed forever?

Different minds

On Thursday, I called my father to ask after him. He was fine, but my mother had a sore eye. Her eye was partly close, and there was a swelling over her lid. She is much better now. Then my father asked me about my sister. Owing to on Wednesday, she had a quiz in economic subject and she was poor in the quiz. I told him that she did not intend to review the lessons. She spent so much time to talk a mobile phone. It was ridiculous to do that.

When I saw her, I was thinking of me. At that time, I was the age as her. I made my father to worry me many time. However, I had never given up studying. I had differed with my sister on the enthusiasm. I saw her, and then I was worry about her studying. I told my father that I would help him to look after her. I would like to my parents was happy. It was time I grew up. I knew that my duty was to look after her. I understood their feelings. I told my father that would like to thank them for everything that they did for me. I was lucky that I had them stood by me all the time. For my sister’s behavior, I did not blame her. I just warned her because I did not want to her felt pressure.

In the evening on Thursday, my father called my sister to ask after her. For a while, she had terrible quarrel with him. I knew it was that because of me. However, it was that because of her too. She shouted angrily at him as she cried. I knew that my father was sorry about that. So I told her apologized to him for all of that. Finally, the two men reached agreement on any issues.



Never again

On Friday, he called me again. I did not answer my phone. I ignored him because I did not want to be sad. I did not want to thinking of him. I intended that it had never again will I look at him and never again will I love him. He would be my friend only. At one time, it could difficult to me to think that. It was hard to forget about the time. Now I can do that easily. In my mind, I was excited about seeing that. I felt so good that he called me again because I thought after that time he might to be seeing no more. In the evening day, I was sitting here on the computer. I had nothing else to do. I opened my profile “hi5” as usual. I saw his message, and then I read it repeatedly. For some reason I was thinking of him. I opened his profile “hi5”. It made me more thinking of him. I would like to cry at first, then I realized that why should I be crying? Why should I be sad? This made me had strong-minded. It had no loneliness could ever destroy me. I shall let this moment pass. And again I'll stand up, go on, live and love again…