I wish if I can help
Having a person who I can call a best friend, a special human being who had always been there for me when I needed, through the bad and good times a brilliant kind which is easy to friend but hard to keep; and I am pleased that I have one which I can called a best friend.
However every minutes and seconds things changes till I realized now we were all been separated into two different worlds. One filled with love; the other filled with struggle. Living far away from each other but still tried so hard to keep in touch.
Main while, by knowing that lots of things had changed since I’ve been away and it seems like I left her alone in a dry desert. Things had changed because time goes by fast; really fast to a point that makes me have not notice that my best friend is about to be 21 years old.
However, thinking backwards about the time her and I were still in high school, acting such as wangsters but, now everything seems different. Each of us has been caring themselves as young adults, living a life filled with struggles and pain as a result of working hard toward future success.
for me, to look at her situations it tear me a part seeing her doing the best she can to survive plus having nobody beside her to help or support her; no place for her own which she can call it a home, working too hard to help her family back at home and having dreams that seems impossible to achieve without having a special person to land her a hand and supports.
The fact knowing that I am the human who she calls best friend, a person which she trusted with her deepest secrets and I cannot do something to help her makes me think that I am a loser and It’s just heartbreaking to me, which leads my thoughts to say “I wish if I can help”. Well, it does not sound even encouraging enough than a pain in a heart.
However that’s life it has its ups and downs, so all I can think about now is to wish and pray for things to get better, and that’s why it’s heartbreaking to me, why? Because I think it’s my time for me to give her a hand just like she did when I need her; I mean financially and mentally… and isn’t that what a best friend suppose to do? But it sucks that I know I can’t because I am having a kind of similar situation which I needed to take care of it. I’m sorry I wish if I can help.
THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO SASHA…”I WISH IF I CAN HELP”
Posted: April 15th, 2008 under Uncategorized.
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