I want to tell you a story which began in my childhood:
When I was a kid my toys were my friends. I used to talk with them and tell them my secrets, believing that they could really hear me. When I was upset and crying I used to grab and hold them tight so that I might forget all my sorrow. But when I got a little older, I realized that they were not hearing me! I mean they were not able to hear me. In the depth of their eyes, there was no emotion. I had lost my intimate companions.
When I started school I was so happy that among all those kids I was able to find someone to play and talk with easily, becoming his best friend, and he, my best friend. I thought there was no one in the world better than him. I had found whom I wanted.
But when we fought over childish matters and stopped talking to each other then I realized, no! He was not whom I had been looking for either.
… Later when I started junior high, I found a new best friend. But when he thought a group of guys -whom he thought that they were very cool- might let him in their circle, he left me … It was from then, that I felt a very lonely emptiness in my soul.
Then I started high school. From the very early months someone caught my attention. Considering her behavior and studies, she was a good girl. We became friends and we still are.
Although I like her a lot but I have realized that I can not really rely on her as a refuge. Many times, even though she may have wanted, but she hasn’t had the time to be there for me or to just listen to me, some times she doesn’t even have the time to answer my text messages!
to be continued...
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