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To my dear friend. (2)

Dear friend,

This is my story.
I want to tell you all of it.
I want us to live the days of the story together.
All the time you've missed, I want you to have back.
I want to us to sing
and cry
and laugh
and dance
and love
and pray together .
I no longer wish to feel, alone.

I will tell you about my day.
I will tell you the story.
I have nothing to hide from you.

I thought about you all day.
I craved your company throughout the day. I thought of how much I want to tell you but I do not know if you still recognize the sound of my voice.
I do not remember what your voice sounds like either.
But the sound of your words, I remember.
I wonder why we have not spoken in a long time,
a time long enough for Methuselahs to live .
I wonder why we have nurtured this silence,
this silence so loud the world can hear.

Some might feel it's stupid of me to talk to you again, skeptical of your position in this friendship, "your friend may not be the friend". But we'll prove them wrong.
You are still the friend -my friend.
I know your words are still full of wisdom, wisdom that can never turn foolish.

I want to tell you about my day.
I want to tell you about the previous days too.
I have nothing to hide from you.

My day was long - this made me think for long.
I thought of you and my fffriends.
I haven't seen you in years but I still believe in and love you.
But I see some others everyday day and feel nothing like I feel for you. Why is that? What is it that we have that makes me never want to forget you.
We are friends indeed in deed
and need,
not for benefits.

I still want to tell you about my day
But I can't help talking about you my friend.

I do not know what I would do without you, my friend.
Yet I have failed to tell you about my day.
I want to tell you everything you've missed..
I know you'll listen to me again tomorrow....

                                  
             Your Friend in need

Sina_Taylor

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