The best friendships are the ones that develop organically. Like a
stray seed blown by the wind and embedded in a patch of soil somewhere
along a forgotten dirt road. It takes root against the odds only to grow
into something unexpected and breathtakingly beautiful, like a
wildflower. After a while you start to forget what brought you together
in the first place. You just know that right here and now, it’s one of
the few things that make sense. Or maybe it doesn’t even make sense
but just feels right, if you know what I mean. Suddenly one day, when
you find yourself at the end of yet another episode of anxiety and
unrest, you realize that you’ve had an anchor all along. You had just
missed it earlier through all the haze and distractions of daily living.
Then you realize that something you had written a long time ago has
actually now come true for you.
“Then there are those who never say an extra or unnecessary word. There
are no loud shouts and silver streamers or balloons. There are no booms
and no bangs. They've been with you all along; sometimes silent,
sometimes vocal. They've studied you in Braille, with their warm
fingertips reading the lines and wrinkles across your face. They've
looked at you with their eyes shut and seen your inner light glow, and
watched lovingly as you came into your own. They've spoken to you with
sweeping embraces and gestures that only you can understand. Even when
you're not together, they carry you with them, on their backs and inside
their souls. These are the ones who will never betray you, not even if
you stab them in their chests.”
This is for you, my friend. You’ve held my hand through the best and the worst, even when I didn’t know it and couldn’t see it. You’ve watched over me as I drifted into a deep and disturbed slumber. You’ve waited for me to wake up and helped me carry on. And during the numerous times that I’ve retreated and disconnected, because it was the only way I knew how to deal with life when it got too weary for me, you waited patiently even if it took me away for months at a stretch. You’re still here every single day, close enough to hold me when I need it and far enough to let me breathe. You’re here for me unconditionally without judging me, even when you see me falter. And you accept it all – the dark and murky shades along with the tiny slivers of sunlight. Anything I say or do will always fall short of giving you what you deserve. But this much I can say – no matter how many more times I may retreat from life again, it will never be away from you. The only thing I have for you is gratitude because even love is not enough. I thank the Universe every single day for placing you in my scheme of things.
This is for you, my friend. You’ve held my hand through the best and the worst, even when I didn’t know it and couldn’t see it. You’ve watched over me as I drifted into a deep and disturbed slumber. You’ve waited for me to wake up and helped me carry on. And during the numerous times that I’ve retreated and disconnected, because it was the only way I knew how to deal with life when it got too weary for me, you waited patiently even if it took me away for months at a stretch. You’re still here every single day, close enough to hold me when I need it and far enough to let me breathe. You’re here for me unconditionally without judging me, even when you see me falter. And you accept it all – the dark and murky shades along with the tiny slivers of sunlight. Anything I say or do will always fall short of giving you what you deserve. But this much I can say – no matter how many more times I may retreat from life again, it will never be away from you. The only thing I have for you is gratitude because even love is not enough. I thank the Universe every single day for placing you in my scheme of things.
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