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Dearest Ex Bestie...
Dearest Bestie ,
Well, sorry if I am not allowed to call you bestie anymore. I mean things have changed , haven’t they?
I miss you . I miss the realness. I miss picking up my phone with high levels of excitement and finding your number in the most recent list and calling you and talking for hours. Hours seemed like minutes.
But why is it now that my hands tremble when I find your name in my contact list?
I miss those days when one of us would be sick and the other would spend the whole day taking care and making the other feel better.
But now...why is it so that we are forced by our hearts to make a 2 minute courtesy call when any one of us is sick?
I miss those days when I used to jump as I saw your face light up my phone.
But now...why do I find excuses to decline your call?
I miss those days when all my profile pictured were with you. But now...why do I fear to post it because others would ask that why ain’t we often seen together?
I miss those days when you understood what was in my mind but not on my tongue.
But now...you don’t even bother to look behind my “I’m fine”s?
I miss those days when I was free to talk with you about my scars , my fears and everything without having the fear of being judged...
But now...how do all the other classmates gossip about the secrets I told you? How do they know?
You know why? Because just a word of yours changed our world. Just an action of yours changed everything.
Like every human , I also had one heart. Half of it was mine for pumping blood and the other one was yours. But just a word of yours went through my heart and stroke it into two. Take the dedicated half away with you...
We made memories together...and our togetherness became a memory.
Never thought that one day you’ll treat me dead although I’m still surviving , without you...
Yours,
I don’t know what I mean to you.
Dear readers ,
Hope you all are doing good and you all are safe!
To be honest , this is a true story about my best friend and me . The purpose to write it was to tell you that sometimes , your actions may be very hurtful for your beloveds...It might not mean anything to you but may mean the world to the other one. So , all I learnt from our 3 years of friendship and this disaster between us that we should always think twice before speaking and thrice before taking an action. Because sometimes , it's too late to make a change.
With regards and wishes ♡
Raj
© Raj Ratanmala
Well, sorry if I am not allowed to call you bestie anymore. I mean things have changed , haven’t they?
I miss you . I miss the realness. I miss picking up my phone with high levels of excitement and finding your number in the most recent list and calling you and talking for hours. Hours seemed like minutes.
But why is it now that my hands tremble when I find your name in my contact list?
I miss those days when one of us would be sick and the other would spend the whole day taking care and making the other feel better.
But now...why is it so that we are forced by our hearts to make a 2 minute courtesy call when any one of us is sick?
I miss those days when I used to jump as I saw your face light up my phone.
But now...why do I find excuses to decline your call?
I miss those days when all my profile pictured were with you. But now...why do I fear to post it because others would ask that why ain’t we often seen together?
I miss those days when you understood what was in my mind but not on my tongue.
But now...you don’t even bother to look behind my “I’m fine”s?
I miss those days when I was free to talk with you about my scars , my fears and everything without having the fear of being judged...
But now...how do all the other classmates gossip about the secrets I told you? How do they know?
You know why? Because just a word of yours changed our world. Just an action of yours changed everything.
Like every human , I also had one heart. Half of it was mine for pumping blood and the other one was yours. But just a word of yours went through my heart and stroke it into two. Take the dedicated half away with you...
We made memories together...and our togetherness became a memory.
Never thought that one day you’ll treat me dead although I’m still surviving , without you...
Yours,
I don’t know what I mean to you.
Dear readers ,
Hope you all are doing good and you all are safe!
To be honest , this is a true story about my best friend and me . The purpose to write it was to tell you that sometimes , your actions may be very hurtful for your beloveds...It might not mean anything to you but may mean the world to the other one. So , all I learnt from our 3 years of friendship and this disaster between us that we should always think twice before speaking and thrice before taking an action. Because sometimes , it's too late to make a change.
With regards and wishes ♡
Raj
© Raj Ratanmala
