'Till I Need Her

I can't pretend to be somebody else I'm not since O can't hide who really am I that long. The truth that I'm different and unique in my own way is one reason I can be proud of. I told them you are my friend, so we are. There are so many things why I should be proud to be your companion. You are known to be simple, kind, hospitable, and most of all your a loving person. Your humor allows me to smile despite troubles I,m facing towards my dreams.

More than this, we treated each other more than friends. Your problem is my problem and vise versa. Though we have our own responsibilities to protect our families there is an unknown feeling that pushes us to care for each other. I have known many of them since I started to mingle with people but I've never met someone like you because I believe your irreplaceable in my heart. I've seen the sacrifices you made to tighten this friendship, never left me because of the reason your tired of being at my side, rather you made me feel the love that is pure as white.

Indeed with full understanding you promise to hold my hands. I can now say with confidence no matter race in the world you'll be there cheering me up.

She Believes In Me

I always see her walking hastily going to school carrying her books and wearing her thick glasses. There's nothing unusual with this school girl. She's like others who take their studies seriously with hope of being one of the top achievers in their classrooms. She perform well in all her subjects in-fact I often heard her name being recognized by school principal whenever important events or contest was held. And I took much pride being a part off this child's achievements. But unlike those girls I haven't seen her having companion or someone t talk to.

I can recall that special day. It was a cold December morn. I saw that she was bullied by these big guys. They kept on pushing and teasing her in hope that she will burst into anger. From where I stand I can hear their voices Shouting “Rhina The loner.”She then fell to the ground while she kept on avoiding them. But nothing came out of her out. One of the boys yelled “There no one who want to be your friend every dislikes you”. With soiled clothes she got up and mange to smile . Then with hesitation she said. “Your wrong.” I had someone whom I can call my friend. She always there for me, she accepts me because she believes in me. I go in where the fight is but I could not came nearer because many children gathered around. Them. The other guy ask “Then tell me who in this school want to have you? She paused for a while and with her tears flowing she raised her hand and pointed her finger on me. I approach her and wipe her tears while saying “That everything is going to be alright.”

While I was finishing my class Records I was very happy to recall how a growth up like me had established friendship to a young girl. This made me realize that friendship is not limited by age. Instead it is a matter of accepting someone for who she really is.



 

In The Middle We became Friends

In a heart of a friend there is an emotion buried so deep. It's a small packages one's opened will never be closed again, she's my friend,there came another friend, they were friends until we can 't remember when do we became friends. It's like a circle that has no beginning nor end.

But what do friends are? An ear that listen? A hand that catches when we fall? A mind that understand? Or the heart that has eternal love? Friend? She's everything.. Sometimes we quarrel because of different views but that doesn't change our friendship.

We live in a big world, there where many of us, some were pretty, tall and bright than the other. But I don't care about them I'm happy for I know I have friends whom accept the real me. Because of them I almost forget how big the world was. They lighten the path which darkens because of unsolved problems. I had learn to fly though I don't have wings and swim without single fin.

Friends made me believe in my strength and optimize it and also shown the world beyond expected. They were nothing to me in my past, don't know what they will become in my future but in the middle of my life they were my friends.

My Journey With Raindrops

        Raindrops and I where no typical best friends who suppose to be with each other all the time. Because the relation we had is not mutual. I was the one who benefits much when they are around. Know why? Because every drop that fall from the sky is my tears I can't let go when sunshine is around.

I kept on pretending I'm a fighter even moments came that my knees are shaken because of too much pain. I don't want my love ones to worry on me but my most reason is I'm not used to it. Growing up being an independent child stops me from telling others all my fears in life. I wanted them to look at me the way they think I am. Only those raindrops knew the agonies I felt.

With them I can freely shout what's in my heart. I don't need to pretend to be somebody else.

When they come my heart's agonies had moment to go out from it's shell and let vanished the things that made life wrong in my eyes. As I step out from the door no one sees, no one noticed, that tears are falling down my eyes. Thanks a lot to my raindrops friends who hide those tears.

Being a friend is not measured on how many hours in a day she spends with you nor gift she had given in your special days. Rather friend do came in times you need them the most, and a hug is enough to comfort you. Same with my raindrops friends, there aren't every hour of the day nor every special occasion of my life but they came when I have no one to run.

Journeying with me while I'm healing those pains no one can hide...

 

She and Me

I can't remember when we became friends. All I know is that she's the first person in our school who calls me by the name Yhamie. Just then, we started to walk side by side in the canteen and talk about everything under the sun. We even share our hopes and dreams in life. But time past swiftly. Our yesterday that is full of joyous memories are gone. We started to have quarrels that became worst because of clashing egos and different perspectives. She insists that she was right and so do I. But when I started to realize that all those quarrels are cause by immaturity and pride , I tried to explain but she felt tired and refused to listen .

Feeling lonely and forgotten I decided to let her go seeing that shes happy with her new friends. Right now I still missed the ways she calls me by my nickname. I long to lean in her shoulder whenever I fell sad. I know that I can't fix things up, but I still believe that we had established a bond that is so special only to the two of us. I just hope that one day we will be able to realize the true meaning of our friendship.

Far from her is lonely but I can't force her to be at my side again. She knows what could make her happy. Maybe I'm no longer her happiness, well it's fine with me as long I can still see those great smile on her beside her new friends. Because her joy was mine.

And he was me!.