To My Best Friend

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To My Best Friend

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Letters Unsent

My Dear BFF,

It seems this letter will never reach you. But then I am sure it will find its way to you someday.

Being friends is the first step towards any relationship. I am sure we could have converted that first attraction into something more meaningful than what it finally became. We had the required ingredients for the perfect relationship. We knew what the other was thinking, feeling and hiding. Nothing was a secret between us. We proved to be the best that could happen to each other. We admired, respected and loved each other with all dedication and no compulsion. We were close enough to be termed as soul mates. Then why? Then why did we have to part ways?

What changed? The people, as in you and me? The circumstances, as in the distances between us?  For people who care for each other, there is no room for ego. There is no room for neglect or hurt. There is only pure and total understanding. Where did we go wrong? What did I miss? I know I will never know and I have come to terms with it.

You are and always will be my best friend. No matter where you are, with whom you are, under what circumstances you are, you will always find me just a heart beat away. That’s what friendship means to me. Not the proximity in body, but in soul. I am here for you whenever you need me. If I only knew why I had to lose that place in your life. Why you chose to neglect and hurt me? Why the hurt refuses to go and why the pain refuses to subside.

I am not willing to change who I am and what I am to please you. The idea of friendship is to be accepted as is. Change I will for the people who need a modified version of me. For you, I want to be what I really am. If that changes, then there is no holding ground for this friendship. I guess it is best to let our friendship die a slow death then.

Hopefully, our paths will never cross again. Even if we do meet, it will be like strangers. Which is a reality because I don’t know you anymore. I don’t want a changed version of you either. I am sure I will never get my best friend back again. And I am ready to accept this now.

Out of sight, out of mind, but not out of soul. Yet!

Let’s not meet even in dreams I say,
If you do come, it better be to stay!

The hole in my heart stays ripped and dripping in memory of you…. My friend… My best friend… Forever???

Until time heals, still yours,
Jyothi

Written for Write Tribe’s Letters Unsent .

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May Photo A Day 16

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May Photo A Day 16 is here and I am trying to post a photo everyday on this blog. Hope you like it . 🙂

The Sixteenth Prompt: Mailbox

In Dubai, letters are never delivered to homes. I have never seen a mailman here. Most people get their mail through the company’s post box number. That means, the company has one post box number and everyone in that company can give that post box number whenever and wherever they need to provide it. Letters come to the common box and are sorted at the office level according to names.

The other option is to get a private post box number from the post office on annual rent. This is especially good for people who change jobs often. They give you a key to the box and you need to keep checking the mailbox often to see if they have got any mail. We got a private number two years ago. But it is not in the picture shown here. Ours is inside the local Post Office building, which we go check once or twice in a week. Since everything is online now, we don’t get mail that often. 🙂

Mailbox

Mailbox

Clicked for May Photo A Day. You might want to like my Photography Page . 🙂

 

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