And The Question Remains ...
Last night, I went to sleep and I was too mad at some stuff. As I wasn't really comfortable with the fact of many problems circulating in my head, a tear ran from my eye towards my cheek, down to my pillow. That's when I thought about three of my best friends.
The first is a pillow to replace any of my friends. A pillow to hug as hard as you want to feel as if it's easing your pain silently. And as your tears go by, the pillow absorbs all of them as if it's absorbing your pain without even noticing. It's as if you're hugging your friend and giving yourself high spirits, except for that pillow never talks. A sheet of paper to write down everything you need to tell any of your friends. To write down every single problem you can't get rid of yet it seems so hard to get along like there's nothing wrong. Each line drawn or each letter written holds a secret beneath it. A secret that will never be revealed by reading them. A monitor to hide behind it those sad eyes among those who love you beyond all bounds, not to let them know that you're crying because it'll make them feel worse. A monitor to lay your head on whenever you need somebody to hug you tenderly and tell you that everything's going to be okey ...
Last but not least, the question will always remain. Would I prefer friends who can express love, tender and care towards me, or would I keep my three best friends that will never be able to express any kinds of feelings towards me, yet they'll never be the cause of my sadness? They'll never be capable of hurting, cheating or even betraying me.
Scarlet Abi Mansour
Wednesday, 20, 2006
9:30 - 10:00 A.M
I wrote this when I was at school... 3rd period exams ... i finished the Chemistry Test quickly and I wrote this down ... It's what I was feeling that day ...
I'd like each to give his opinion ... and please answer the question found in the conclusion.
