This is a letter I wrote to a friend who suffered from the malady of love, undecided whether she’ll give the guy she loved from the past another chance. It became such a big frustration on her, hence this letter lengthly discussed the complications one has to go through when in love in all its depth and shallowness. Also an assurance that no matter what happens, there will always be someone who’ll help out, walk with her through and bear the pain with her and that is me, her bestfriend.
This is an epilogue to what I wrote for a friend. Just read on and maybe you might learn something about the greatest virtue called LOVE.
Sometimes it is hard to beat that when you grow old, things happen to you, things you don’t understand-someone you care about so much slips away and then things start falling apart. You lose a friend, but along the way, find somebody else. Then you start thinking, things are not the same again. These and a lot of other things happen to you as fast as the blink of an eye and you can’t keep up with them. They start to complicate your life and you start asking God why these things have to happen to you. Why did you have to lose him? Why did he have to go? Why did you have to learn to care only to feel pain in the end? Why did you have to grow up if only to be hurt? If you could only turn back the clock- that’s what most people say.
Remember when we were still teens? How easy it is to dream of things then. How someone would sweep us off our feet and carry us to a world where only happiness dwells. Where you’ll only feel love? Remember what we used to talk about? Guys who bring sparkles to our eyes. Guys who’d bring meaning to the world when it starts getting lonely. Remember how we used to laugh about those dreams? We’d talk the day away and all because of them. Those were the days when we only cared about our dreams to the point that we’ve become idealistic in our would- be partners in life. We never really had special relationships with them, right? How much time have we lost on dreaming? I rather think if we faced up to reality then, we wouldn’t be in the mess we’re in.
Did you ever stop to wonder whether those guys you’ve had relationships with ever compare to our dreams? We both think not either one of them really did. Again, we’re on the same boat. We’re lucky I guess in finding guys who love us too much if you look at it like that. Isn’t that what we used to say? That we’d rather have someone who’d love us more than we do them. But then, where did that lead us? More complications in life that we didn’t want.
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