Old Friendship

It was like a week now. I met an old bestie again from facebook. I almost forgot everything and anything about her till she leaves me messages in my inbox. I couldn’t recognize her at first because she uses a picture with texts as her profile image. She is my 9 years ago of friendship, and it last like almost 4 years of a good time, then things happen  before I forget all about her.  

          She was the first friend that makes me believe that there are “best friend” that ever exist. I was too afraid of become too close with anyone before because I always believed that I couldn’t have a good friend as a best friend. I think I ever believed one before but she doesn’t seem to choose me as one. That was my childhood background. I ended up with her other friend calling me in the phone saying that my ‘best friend’ doesn’t want me to be friends with her anymore. I’m trying to be closed with her again at this adult age but then, she end up blocking me and ignoring me from the her account. I guess I found her nonsense than before and she thinks I am annoying. Next, I been closed to a bunch of friends but none of them are giving me a good time ever. They’re too trendy with girly friends and they always go out on weekends to hang out with those chicks, I sensed that I’m really alone with them so I moved on.  Unfortunately, some of them still stuck with their teenager figure to which, they’re still looked boyish; and maybe a lil’ fat that before.

          Now back to this old friendship again, the one that gone away. The one that I abandoned before; things never been a healthy friendship since we both being friends, but unexpectedly we both can bond to each other. I never thought she will forgive me and never hates me before, because I think I really nailed her badly. She turns out to accept all the past; a past that never being healthy for both of us. I thought I took a good path before by bailing off; and I’m glad I did. I’m struggling to tell her that it was a very best for both of us because we tend to keep on hurting each other, but she knew better. I guess it’s time for a new beginning.

          Past are a past now. I can see both of us become matured by new experiences, meeting new people in our life, doing our life journey… something changed but stay in old similarity. Something still seems similar but different by matured.

         Bismillahi Rahmannir-rahim, may Allah bless this friendship and Alhamdulillahi Rabbil Alamin, Allah let both of us communicate and meet each other again in a good way. Amen.