Best friend.

When everything tells me I should stop, I will find that one reason to hang on. My reason will be her. Nobody can care like how she cared. Putting parents aside, she's the one that cared so much. My dear best friend.

How can I love her so much when she tried to kill me? How can someone who tried to kill me get so much of my love? How can we end up so close? I don't know. There's a quote saying 'If you have one friend in your life, you are counted as lucky'. What this friend means is a friend that'll stay with you even if we didn't contact for a week, a month or even a year.

We can don't meet up for so long but still have the telepathy within us. We have new friends in between, new people we call best friend, new people who know us so much. But I'll always return back to her. She may not be there every time I need her but I can always count on her still. We are busy with our lives, can't help it.

First met when we are both 11. Now we're both 17.

Be it primary school, be it secondary school, and now tertiary, I know we'll still be there for each other. When we work, when we get married, I hope we'll still be so fun every time we come together. I want our laughter to continue. Love you my girl.