Emy Shamimi
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Sunday, March 29, 2009
I want my me back. Someone standing right beside you all along.
There are some truths in life that are not meant to be and are perfectly fitted for the special occasion. Humans can't wait that long and they tend to brag all about it and just held on to something that may never come so early. Be it sooner or later, it's going to come. Helplessly, to destiny, we seek. With a tinge of hardness and perseverence, we may actually fulfill our own wants and needs in life. Something so perfect may not come easily, as it is to things, you get to choose because it's only on the outside. Whether or not it's pretty, cool or even up to standard to the trend these days. Unlike us, we can barely see through ourselves, what more to others. Book to read, we may say. I say we're like movies. Judging isn't as easy because you may not understand the first time you watch it. Improbable enough for some people (like me), who can barely understand a movie unless after watching it twice. (Not that i don't understand.) Just that sometimes, the script - especially sarcasm, doesn't come that fast to some of us. You see, we ourselves can barely understand someone in the first meeting. Nobody can actually get anyone, at 'hello', really. Probably, one can even barely know each other unless they spend every single minute with them. Furthermore, everyone needs someone who understands them better than oneself. At most, it'll make their life a bit more, beautiful. Beautiful to know that someone is there whenever you heed for advice, they know what's best for you. Especially in times of need and that's when you can embrace that special someone. Haha, very unlikely unless you stick to them 24/7 and that your parents know.
Talking about parents, some don't even know you as well as friends. People who you spend more time with you because you spend so much more time with them. Those stupid, cheeky moments are still remembered, reminisced by some. Total strangers even, those you bump into everyday, may know what you like and prefer just by the look of your face every single time they meet you. At your worse moments, someone will still be there knowing and cherishing that they had you, just because, you were perfect. Perfect in the eyes of them, and them only. Dirty little secrets, plain old notebook or even strips of paper. Those small things means a lot more than words, they resemble you. A definition of what you were before and now. Those friendly talks, snorting laughs and stupid walks. It wasn't all in vain and still kept as youthful memories of the old days.
Many more wonderful ones may come ahead, most definitely, but it wouldn't be the same.
Maybe even better.
I'm talking about true friendship here. No, really.
Written with love; 7:49 pm