A question raised in my mind...
"Why friendship disappears
when we fight with our friends?
Especially when there is huge
misunderstanding...
That nobody can forgive and
forget....
"Is it worth
the separation due to such arguement?
Just because last time you think
you were right during the fight...
Are you sure you were 100% right?"
When we argue/ fight/ quarrel...
We tend to say things that we
regret later on in life...
But then,
In our mind...
"What is done... is done...
It is impossible to turn back
time...
Even when we say, we forgive...
Doesn't mean that we can forget -
on an instant..."
Shocking but true...
That's how human mind works...
You can forgive…
But you can never forget...
No matter how you try to erase it
off...
The incident will come back
knocking onto you...
Tears flew down from my eyes...
Memories of yesteryear refreshed
back...
It is as if...
The entire moment happened right
in front of my eyes...
That cheerful smile of a close
friend...
That warm hug wrapped around my
back when my heart was playing 'tug-of-war'
That one bosom friend whose tears
flew together with mine when either one was heart broken...
Surprise gifts for special
occasions...
A sudden embrace for joyful
news...
Wow...
What a wonderful
cherished friendship...
So close and so warm...
Thinking that nothing can break
us up...
But then...
We were so darn wrong when
something damaged us...
Friends become strangers...
That one path has now broken into
two...
The closeness becomes so distance...
From I love you to I don’t know
you....
Few years later...
Things change...
Perhaps we have grown up...
Grown mature...
And realized what that we done
was wrong...
If only, we were like children...
After a fight, we become friends
again...
But sad to say...
When we grow up...
We are full of pride...
Wanting to save face...
Nobody is willing to take the
first step...
Both parties prefer
to stand aloof waiting for the other fellow to give in...
But both of them didn't know that
nobody wants to move forward unless they move
first...
Because human nature say...
"Why should it be me?
Why not him/her?"
Thinking back...
If we were to say that
adults are mature people...
Then I have to
profoundly disagree!
Adults are big-size on the
outside...
But small-size on the inside...
It means that...
They are physically grown-up...
But with an extremely childish
attitude...
Whereas children are the opposite
of the adults...
They are small-size on the
outside...
But big-size on the inside...
They are so tiny
that sometimes we forget they ever exist...
But their actions are so mature
that they literally put the adults to shame...
Although children fight
more often...
They re-connect back within a
short span of time - as if nothing happen...
But for adults...
Once you fight... That's for
life...
Forgive and forget...
Easy to say…
But never done...
At least for the adults...
Making it sounds like children are
meek...
While adults are damn
conceited...
But that's the truth....
The fact that nobody wants to
admit...
How good it will be...
If we drop our 'suck-up' shield
and open our heart like a child...
Then we will have less enemies on
our list...
And more friends in our circle...
Then we will become a happier
person...
Rather than someone who have
detest another person...
Then life will be more colourful
and lively...
Rather than gloomy and
lonely...
There will be more laughter to
expand
And less tears to burden on
oneself...
If only...
We forgive and forget on an
instant...
If only...
We move forward and
say...
"I am sorry,
Doesn't matter who is right or
wrong...
Just let us be friends again..."
Well...
That is if only...
When we are willing
to throw away our pride...
And pick up the line once more...
So dear friends...
I hope that when we get angry at each
other... It will only be a short while...
I hope that when we disagree with one another, we can still be friends forever...
Because friends build us up...
Friend gives us joy in life...
Friends multiply our laughter and divide our sorrow...
And friends are part of who we
are...
Thank you for being my friend....
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