Dear girlfriend,
Every once in awhile, I go through this phase when I terribly want to have a girlfriend to talk and hang out with. Today is the day!
I miss you because around here, I haven't yet opened up to someone with whom I could really be myself. Not to care what I say or do, and not having to apologize for things that I have said or done that were not quite acceptable. To a friend like you, everything goes.
I miss you because of the never-ending stories that we can share with each other even after we've just spent the entire day talking . We don't talk about gossip, not news, and definitely not the weather but real life stories, our thoughts and our deepest sentiments. It's not drama, comedy, or even sci-fi just because of the impossibility of what happened. It is real.
I miss you because with you I am more confident of doing things than I am on my own. Shopping is always more fun when we have to be a little bit jealous that the other one saw it first. With you, I can drink coffee even if I'm not a connoisseur or cook a meal even if I'm no chef. We'll end up eating what's on the table anyway.
I miss you because the day seems to go on with you. It doesn't end. Yes, at some point we say goodbye but always with the thought that we'll be seeing each other again. (In fact, immediately after separating we often find ourselves already thinking of the things to talk about when we next meet.)
I miss you because I'm no athlete but you keep me going until I'm able to return the serve or else go the next lap. And yes, I know my limitations so I will not ever go hiking or wall-climbing, but who knows... we can try out skydiving or belly-dancing. Let's do that when we're 40, shall we? I'll reserve the date!
And all these talk? It's just making me miss you more. I look forward to the next time we see each other. Until then, take care. And thank you for your friendship.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
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