#friendsforever
To the best friend for 8 years
Hey, where is my friendship day present? Wait, you haven't even wished me yet. And where are the chocolates you did promise to give me after I had completed your English assignment. Oh, yes. You forgot it even faster than your maths' marks. Your roommate sent me a wish yesterday, and you are still weaving dreams of forever in your sleep.
I hate you. Yes. And this is a 'bound to write appreciation ' letter. Okay. So, they say that it is difficult to remain friends for such a long period but you pulled the trend in a different direction. Remember? when the first time I blocked you. You still hate me for this habit . But I have absolutely enjoyed the last 8 years for fighting and arguing with you thereon elevating the statistics to 601.
You're not bad. You make me feel special in every ways. You make me laugh at all the lame jokes I Crack. You rubbed off my tears with your fingers every time I broke down. The way our paths crossed was unusual and this bond still continues to walk amidst the friction of anger, grief, depression, fights.
You've seen me grow. From sharing homework and phone numbers in class 7 to sharing heartbreaks, we have outgrown our triggers. Our hearts have entwined in different ways and we have found healers in each other. It is not easy to nurture a friendship for almost a decade but believe me, it just bloomed. I maybe mad at you at any time but the way you call me late at night to understand my affairs with the night and my tales with trauma medicates me like nothing else. Nothing else seems so addictive like your friendship. No matter the distance have come between us and you've started taking decisions on your own but listen, you need my approval for everything.
By the way, don't give your love the ironical impression that you're dating someone else cause every time she calls you late at night, you're stuck on a phone with me to caveat the tantrums and dramas you do in your relationship. But does she understand you when you insert a full stop at the end of every sentence only when anger eats you up? She doesn't. cause you always stumble across the wrong persons.
The way you fantasized unrecruited love pinched me to fall in love. I was 16.I was in a relationship. Love left me but you stayed. You told me to cry hard everyday so that I don't waste an other day grieving for someone I wasn't destined to.
We never fall short of topic. When I look back, I could not think that I would make such a good connection with you. You were back then too shy to talk to a girl and I was an adamant front bencher. You stood in times I needed you the most. These 8 years are just 8 strong bricks cementing our lifelong bond. These 8 years are our brainchild, our art of a friendship we saw in movies.
Love
from someone,
'whom others tend to believe that she is dating you'
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