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| Forever And Always | |
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| Topic Started: Jun 29 2010, 06:29 PM (144 Views) | |
| Sangyne | Jun 29 2010, 06:29 PM Post #1 |
You are in my space... GET OUT
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Forever And Always You cannot tell me no. You cannot fake a smile and walk away. Pretend it is nothing, like you are fine, but really deep down it hurts. I don't want to see you cry, but I'd rather it not be hurt. What would I be then? If I let you walk away hurt? I would not be what I am. I would be far from what I am for you. I am your light, when it is dark, I am the railing in the hallway, I am not breaking you out.. I am in there with you. I am a leverage to you, as you are to me. I could never let you down. No matter what you would tell me. If you said you hated me, and screamed and no longer wanted me near, I would break down, but the amazing thing is, you could never. Like I could never. They say the only way to be truly related, is by blood. But who really cares? Who cares if your best friend in the whole world is more than a best friend, but a sister to you? Who care what they say? Think? What they know? They know nothing. If they did they would understand, but they don't. They don't understand that we will die for each other, they don't understand what would happen if one of us surely died. How could they? They are not us. They do not think like we do... They can never understand. Sadness is a disease. One I could not let you suffer. I know the disease, and you helped me through it. So I will always do my best to prevent it from hurting you too. The only complication... I am not physically there. This pains me, I hate it. I hate every damn day I am stuck where I am and not with my greatest friend. But I cannot call you my Greatest friend... I cannot say you are my Best Friend, Nor my Friend, no... You are that other.. You are a little piece of me, that takes up the largest part of my jet black heart. You are the very lifesource I hold. for if you were gone... What and who would I live for? I have never cared for someone as much as you. Never. Boy friends are different, crushes are useless. You, my sister, are the one thing that makes me continue on. Even when everything seems to crush me, I think of you, and I remember three little words. Three little words, that mean so much. There are many three little words, so many it is hard to decipher. But you know the one I speak of. How could you not? A while back, after I was practically stabbed in the back, broken and beat down, hurting to where I could just not keep a hold any longer. Betrayed.. Fooled... You pulled me up. You practically grabbed my arm and hauled me over the edge right as my hands slipped from it. You helped me and you did so with a massive paragraph of words. But these words mean so much. I can never forget them. I have them written down, and I carry them everywhere. They make me cry, but tears of happiness. They make me happy, warm on the inside. And I love them to death. I keep them locked in my heart, that heart that so few get to know. All these times, I keep wondering, why did it take so long to find my Best friend? Why did it take so damn long to find the only person who truly understood me? Who would never hurt me like everyone else did? But I forget about that, because I have my Best Friend now. And without the hurt before.. .What story would be told? History, they say, is written by the victors. Well my Friend... We are the victors. We write our own history. We do not think like the others. We believe in so little. We do not care what they say about us. Our adoration of one great man. Our love of the Game, Our constant switches in mood, no... They don't get it. Some might. But only a few. My dearest Best Friend, and my Sister from another family, I say this: Through Thick and Thin... through blood and gore. Through pain and happiness. From the Rough times, to the Easy... I am always here. Forever And Always. --- Did this for a friend. I read an old note she sent me about last year after I had a rather nasty run in with a bastard who could care less about me. She pulled me up. I felt the need to write this down before I forgot it. I keep striving to find some kind of word, something that explains that she is my best friend, and if you would say, they are Friends.. Great Friends... Best Friends.. And then there is her. She knows who is she. I feel no need to point out who. You can guess, but the answer will always be that I will Not Tell. She knows. There is not much for me to say in here... I have it all above. Comment how you want, it means very little when she is the best thing that has happened. A person who truly understands me and can never make me mad. I love my Sister, even if we are not in the same family. Forever and Always My Best Friend, and my Sister. I can never thank you enough for being in my life. |
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