One Ever Lasting Memory

[.kiki]

It was one of the most heart warming memories with my best friend ever


We were standing in the bus station- waiting unwillingly- when she put her forehead on my right shoulder, right on my collar bone, where I could feel her thoughts, not just hear them. A part of them was sad, and I could understand that part very well. But there was always this thought I couldn’t understand at all, it was a mystery, and it’s exactly why I wanted her to talk that last night… but for the situation we were in, I couldn’t find any frustration or disappointment in me when she didn’t release her secret. So I didn’t care much about that thought… and I focused on enjoying the moment. We were together. Probably many eyes were on us, but neither of us cared. I leaned my head just enough to touch hers and I stayed that way. Then I started humming a song I liked, I didn’t know if she could hear it, or at least tell that I was humming. But I did know that she also liked the way we were standing together.
I saw the bus coming, but I couldn’t stop singing of fear that she would notice and lift her head to see… but I eventually made a move so that she wouldn’t feel the sadness in my heart when the bus would park next to us. She smiled in satisfaction, as if to say that it was enough for her. I smiled back not really convinced.

When I was on the bus moving back to my stupid college, I couldn’t help my tears. How hard it is to be away from her… how hard to leave her and not know how she’s feeling, what she’s thinking, what she’s saying…
And the most painful thing of all is the fact that this wouldn’t last. That this is going to end sooner or later. That one of us will be taken away from the other… taken forever.
I had to escape those thoughts; I was in front of too many people to let myself sink in sadness.
That day my father was coming back home. It was supposed to be happy. Supposed to be.
I remember I told her something very honest and direct that morning… it was one of those things that I rarely say because it somehow showed the deeps of my love for her.
“I would sacrifice my soul for you”
Did she grasp the meaning? Did she know that I meant what I said? The smile on her face said yes… but that stupid part of my mind always said maybe not in such questions… But did the answer matter? Not even a bit.



I made that morning a lasting memory… I locked it deep with my most precious and incredibly emotional memories. Those special ones that keep the inside of me happy and alive even in the darkest moments of life. It was something worth living for. Or even, worth dying for.