I want to share my best friend's story. The story of how Rima had to break up with her long term boyfriend Rohan. This story happened a few months ago. Rima has tried to reach me repeatedly. She still wants to talk to me and I do not know why.
How much Rima Loved Rohan:
She was mad about Rohan. They met at the college and within a short time were inseparable. She thought they were meant to be. Rima always thought he was the best thing that had ever happened to her. She started to feel differently about him after a few months.
Her Painful Break-up:
One night she told me about it. Rima felt guilty. She knew it was wrong. She told me about it knowing full well it was going to break my heart. At first I was upset, but I managed to hold it together and stay strong. I had a very hard day tomorrow and Rima had just broken up with him. I promised her I would get through it. It was a hard day tomorrow and she was my best friend. She needed me.
But I could not. She needed me too. So I did what I had to do. I told her I would get through it and I would. We had actually been best friends for years and years. She knew me well and knew what I was capable of. She was very confident in herself and knew I would be able to do the same. I gave her a hug and a kiss and told her to be strong. I did not cry. I was stronger than Rima was. I did my best to help her along.
But my heart was not with her. Rima had been my best friend and she was my best friend's best friend. She did not have a best friend. She was not even dating. I knew I would have to support her. That was my job. But I could not and would not. I do not know why.Rima has always meant the most to me. She made me a better person. She did all she could and she tried to. She cared for me more than anyone. I wanted Rima to be happy. I did not know how.
My observation :
I thought she would be happy. She was the best friend a man could ask for. She had held my hand when I had cried my first tears. She had always listened to me and never judged. She had loved me for who I was and she did all she could. But now she hurt me. She hurt me worse than anyone could ever hurt me. She had actually been through worse than I could ever imagine. I knew she would be okay. It injured me to see her in discomfort. I had to help her. She is my friend. I love her and I wanted to protect her.
I told her I loved her and told her I would help her. I enquired her how much she meant to me and how much she had meant to me and how much I cared for her. I asked her to tell me what Rima felt. She looked at me as though I had asked her something stupid. I told her how much she meant to me and how much I loved her and how much I was going to love her. She sighed and pulled her knees in to her chest.
How much she mean to me:
I told her how much she meant to me and how much she had meant to me. I told her I would do my finest to assist her. She looked at me as though I had asked her a question. I said that I would do my best to love her for the rest of my life. She smiled and hugged me for good Luck.
Then she told me she had gone and that she did not know when she would be back. I hugged her and thanked her for the hug and told her to stay strong. I told her that she was my friend and I would love her forever.
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