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I have a friend that I’ve never seen him/her for a long time, so I decided to write him/her this letter.
I wrote his/her name in pearly letters at the top of the paper he/she was looking at, I told him that am sorry for the long unjustified absence, I felt so bad but I said “I’m fine & am still struggling & trying to survive, I told him/her that I was longing for the moment of our gathering again. We used to share pleasure & grief the same as we shared the air we breathe every day. He/she was a true friend who witnessed my glories, my falls & knew my whole story, he/she was someone I can depend on, he/she was someone worthy to lean on, he/she was one who told intentions & work to make them fulfilled.
I even added: “I know we are a little bit far away, we didn’t have the time to see how each one was doing so far as we became entangled in a busy life & bearing a heavy load. I was sure that nothing has changed inside, we still cherish each other the same, and nevertheless we couldn’t stay in touch for a long time.
I always remember him/her as he/she was infact someone unforgettable, but the fact that we were unintentionally separated was an intolerable burden & unbearable shame embraced with sense of guilt. Now all he/she has is a shadow of a diary of our memories and all I have is some dusty photos & a couple of good old days stored in my rusty aging memory.
I ended my humble letter to him/her with only 3 little words:
“I miss you”
& I conversely felt 3 great senses;
Firstly I felt his/her smile as he read those words of mine,
Secondly I felt his blues/her tears for being apart for such a long time,
Finally I felt his/her joy & I can confidently tell I can see his/her smile again knowing that the letter was from me.
That was the half of story, as I sensed his happiness/her tears of joy when he/she saw the note below saying:
“I hope you write me back”
& am eagerly waiting for his/her respectful reply…
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I wrote his/her name in pearly letters at the top of the paper he/she was looking at, I told him that am sorry for the long unjustified absence, I felt so bad but I said “I’m fine & am still struggling & trying to survive, I told him/her that I was longing for the moment of our gathering again. We used to share pleasure & grief the same as we shared the air we breathe every day. He/she was a true friend who witnessed my glories, my falls & knew my whole story, he/she was someone I can depend on, he/she was someone worthy to lean on, he/she was one who told intentions & work to make them fulfilled.
I even added: “I know we are a little bit far away, we didn’t have the time to see how each one was doing so far as we became entangled in a busy life & bearing a heavy load. I was sure that nothing has changed inside, we still cherish each other the same, and nevertheless we couldn’t stay in touch for a long time.
I always remember him/her as he/she was infact someone unforgettable, but the fact that we were unintentionally separated was an intolerable burden & unbearable shame embraced with sense of guilt. Now all he/she has is a shadow of a diary of our memories and all I have is some dusty photos & a couple of good old days stored in my rusty aging memory.
I ended my humble letter to him/her with only 3 little words:
“I miss you”
& I conversely felt 3 great senses;
Firstly I felt his/her smile as he read those words of mine,
Secondly I felt his blues/her tears for being apart for such a long time,
Finally I felt his/her joy & I can confidently tell I can see his/her smile again knowing that the letter was from me.
That was the half of story, as I sensed his happiness/her tears of joy when he/she saw the note below saying:
“I hope you write me back”
& am eagerly waiting for his/her respectful reply…
ـــــــــــــــــــــــــــــTHE END ــــــــــــــــــــــــــــــ
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