By some coincidence, or out of convenience, casual acquaintances can happen to be all around.
You may spend the time with them, but not the moments.
You may share the place, but not the space.
They may know your facts, but not your story.
Meanwhile, your best friend is your steady pulse of pleasure and comfort. Because he/she handles you at your best and your worst. Because he/she understands your speech and your silence. Because he/she is your recycle bin, your diary, your time tracker, your fake consellor, euh, whatever you name it. Because he/she is there to keep your memories. Because he/she is your memories.
So little time try to understand that
I’m trying to make a move just to stay in the game.
I try to stay awake and remember my name.
But everybody’s changing and I don’t feel the same.
Meanwhile, if you have a best friend, be thankful of his/her presence in your life. Because by that time, I believe that there’s nothing more powerful than the answer to a random question:
– How long have you known each other?
– Doesn’t matter, as long as we grow up together.
