"Hey, wake up, you!", this was a common line she used to tell me, because often when I was sitting or walking with her I would be lost in my train of thoughts. Yes, I have always thought a lot, necessary, unnecessary: a pile of mess. She would try so hard to keep me alive in the moment and often in the process she would forget to live in the moment too and end up spending time in thoughts as much as I did, but that never did us anything wrong instead we ended up spending a lot of time together and those times are the ones that I shall always cherish.
No, I didn't love her but I liked her the most in the world, out of everyone that I knew she was the kindest and the only friend that I ever had. I loved her ways, the reasons and her methods with the world and might be to this day I have absorbed some of her stubbornness, the way to love and the way to convey thoughts. I have always had my family, but for sometime though short she became my family, the one I could talk to and rely on. She was the best friend that I found when I needed someone the most. She was my Takii and in my memories though weak she is always alive looking out for me and hoping for the better world. She had that weird habit of stating that she wouldn't care for anyone's opinion but she was the one who always looked out for other's opinions and tried her best to do good for them. She knew about her habit yet she kept stating because ones who really knew her knows her thoughts, and being with her I picked it up and ended up being a bad guy in most people's lives but just like her it never bothered me, especially because nobody really knew me.
Growing up, I have heard about many different dreams that my classmates discussed about, some wanted to be doctors, some wanted to be artists and some had dreams of being engineers. I never had such dreams, I had desire for physics and I wanted a friend. People say, dream big but my dream was as simple as it can be, I always thought that it was weird of me, but when I met her I understood how simplicity could actually be beautiful because she had only one dream: to love everything in the world;being a good human being. Yes, these all sounds childish but it was the age of dreams and I was younger.
Often, I wonder that "God takes away the ones he love most first" is true.
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