Dear E,
Friendship is the most beautiful thing in the world. You taught me that… or maybe I should say I learnt that from you.
I don’t know when it started or how, but at least I can say where. It was from childhood; to be accurate, actually, teenage hood.
In blocks of flats with letters separating us. We had a meeting or should I say an encounter? BTW, you owe me chips bestie!
So, we have nothing in common. I’d come to know this much later. Or maybe I should say we like the same things in different ways but one thing is constant – I like you and you like me that hasn’t changed one bit since our meeting.
How did we manage all those long talks? What were we even talking about? How did every outing become one of my best memories? If I recount my best birthday, you are in that memory.
Even on my sad days, you are the happy part. You are the one person I have no wall around because you see right through me and push down all the barriers.
Our friendship has made me vulnerable, I can never be immune to you. Let’s talk about why I understand love because of our friendship.
You are like starlight to me. Like you literally light up everything. My friendship with you isn’t even based on a reason. It is just so easy being together that it is like skin.
It’s like I am wrapped and I don’t know where I start and where I end.
When did I know this was how I was meant to spend my life? Well, let me remind you: it was that night under the stars, in a garden where we were gisting about random stuff and I teased you about your chastity.
Ok, let’s talk about how you don’t like your second name that much but you secretly think you are a movie character because of the name. Did you know you can be so esoteric? Some have said that about me too but…
Where was I? Oh, you are proud! It is not the kind of pride that precedes a downfall, it is the kind that actually uplifts. I stare at you in wonder many times wondering how someone can be so sure of themselves? So confident.
I have never seen your doubt your talent or question your worth. You are ethereal.
When I look down in time. A million galaxies away; far into the light-years, I want to see you. The US, this friendship.
The one we’ve been building for years now is based on love, trust, faith, and hope. The kind where we fight for what we believe in and never let go. Where we selfishly choose each other against all odds.
In case you haven’t guessed by now dummy… I love you. This is a secret open letter declaring how much you mean to me.
If for some reason you come across this letter in another decade, I hope we are still friends and so much more…
Because I know that no matter where life takes us, nothing can break us apart. You are a part of me in a way no one else can.
XOXO,
D.
Well dearest reader, let me let you in on a secret, life did break them apart. D and E still exist but in the deepest recess of their minds, a little bit of sweet and bitter memories, a twinge of nostalgia, and a continuous maze of when everything was simpler.
Now they know that they will always be there for each other but from a distance.
If you have a bestie, enjoy it. It may last, it may fade, but the memories will be the exact length necessary to carry you through a lifetime.
Xoxo,
Dcconnoisseur.
Connoisseur of Memories 