You Are My Sweet Friend
How Did This Friendship Become So Sweet?
Just the other day, I was bothered about your reluctance.
Today, you yearn for my voice in the morning and would only sleep after hearing my voice.
How did it get this sweet?
Being around you multiplies my peace and hearing your voice increases my joy exponentially.
What can I ever do without thinking of you?
What plans can I change without first considering how it would affect you?
You are my friend and I appreciate you.
You are always there for me and I am so glad that I was patient enough to have lingered around you till neither of us could walk away from each other.
You were only being sincere about your fears, and I was only being myself.
I probably was not as tall as you wanted, neither were you as fair as I wanted, but something about you was irresistible.
You still ask me how I swept you off your feet, but I sincerely can’t remember doing anything spectacular.
I have always known that friendship could be sweet, but how could I ever have known that friendship could be this sweet if I never met you?
I have always been confident that I can make sacrifices for others, but your commitment and dedication to my welfare surprises me.
I had friends before you came my way and may still have more friends as life goes on, but I am sure that you are one friend I will never forget.
Being a friend to you has proven to me that friendship is not about how long we’ve known each other, but about how inseparable we have become.
I know that circumstances may get to change, but memories will linger.
You have a permanent place in my heart, my friend.
Whatever happens, always know that you mean so much to me.
You have been there for me, since we became friends, I will do my best to ensure that whether or not things remain the way they are, my value for you will never diminish.
Though it all began like a joke, we have come to mean so much to each other.
Though it gave you lots of concern at the onset, I have become your confidant.
I have not forgotten your fears, but I have not forgotten a quote that my father loved; “he does not live, who does not dare”.
I will dare to stand by you, because what we mean to each other is more important than what people think of us.
Taking the bull by the horn is what has made our friendship so sweet.
We’ve got to stick to what works for us.
Thanks for being there, my dear.