Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Tuesday July 18

The beauty of life is going through it without knowing what lies ahead. Sometimes you go through a boring week and nearing the end of it, you wonder which other souls are in the same pathetic situation as you are. But all of a sudden you hear your mobile ringing. You run up two levels and rush to pick it up, hoping it's someone you've been thinking about the entire day.

Nothing makes my day other than receiving an overseas phone call. It's about hearing the voice of someone close to me, the fact that it feels as if we're on the same island- just at the very far ends of that island, or simply because I'm missing the caller that makes me forget what a depressing week I've had.

We would talk about everything from school to friendship- without mentioning certain issues our other friends have trusted us to keep, to family- still guarding the personal issues, to our partners. We share a special friendship, staying close like before, despite the distance that makes me treasure it very much. At the end of it all, we both know that whatever has been said is safe with each other.

Tell me if I'm wrong but sometimes its too risky to risk our friendship to be more than just friends because we may come out of it not being friends. I'm glad we didn't.

//after all the broken stones, that were thrown for no good reason inside, she is loving him still. And though her heart bears the scars, no sign of healing, it’s alright, she is loving him still, after all this time.