One of the wrongest person I met in my life, a rebellious ruffian senior with all the misunderstanding, trouble and band of goons; when I was the new spoiled snob in my junior.. Perfectly having nothing to do with each other, you approached me like you know me. I didn't pay you any interest nor attention and you just laughed. And everytime you look at me is as if you could see right through me, and I hated it. You always tried to talk to me and even followed me when I was trying to get away. I was a jerk and yet you stayed til you made me laugh. Then we became friends..
A friendship the priests and nuns disapproved because, because of you, I came to vandalize and steal just for the fun of it. Pulled impossible even dangerous pranks on people. You took me to the streets, set my game up to a new level. We did drugs, introduced me to your stuff, I introduced you to mine. We caused chaos and panic. Roughhousing anywhere, beating each other senseless, sometimes with your hoodlums.. You taught me how to fight. I come home, bleeding and bruised feeling proud and accomplished. We'd get into street fights, i get to run away from an angry mob and cops. We were wild and wrong; criminals.. deliquents.. We were scared, It was fun; I couldn't be more free and alive.
We were opposites but somehow you always believed I have all this courage and strength in me. You just always laugh when I have problems, looking back now are unimportant, but you stayed. You never seem to know what to say but you also never left. You sat with me quietly till its over. But what you would always say - you trust in me. I was still a good student, not well behaved but good, more popular than ever, I became the coming senior student council president when you graduate. A transferee beat a powerhouse by landslide, and you were so proud of me and you were very happy. I was happy.
And during the void I call college; we lost touch, our lives changed away from each other. But we never did seem to forget then after some years I found you again.. You weren't able to afford a lot in the recent years; You're not living the life you want. You're unhappy. All this time you add to who I am and to my happiness, you're running away from the reality that's never kind to you, chasing temporary high. You always said you love my smile and laughter, that it makes you still believe in happiness, and that I make your pain no longer matter.. When you look at me, right through me, you always see all these great things in me. You always have this faith that i'll make it good and far when you never think that you would.
You're even happy for me that I still look as good as you remember when you think all your charms had faded. You are hard and rough.. The life you always have is a battle to survive. You are wrong and bad, you're tough.. But last night like any other time of some 7 or 9 years ago, you were the friend I always knew. Not even the most sensitive poets have the heart to just say to someone what you said, and ask those you asked of me.. And you are strong to ask, strong to ask anyone; to not forget you, to not let our friendship go.
You wished that I'll be happy and happier..
And you always wanted me to know, that no matter what happen, no matter where we are - I have you.. That I shouldn't be sad and that you will always believe in me.
So then you asked if we can be friends no matter what happen till the end..
~ Nothing has to matter, there hasn't got to be any end. ~
And you just wish we still could always sit quietly somewhere and wait for our worries to fade. I know it's yours that we will sit out this time, and I will be there. We will sit it all out till I could feel your smile again . I'm sorry I've let you down many times for doubting myself, allowing my head down. I got weak at some point between then and now despite of all that you have given me. I'll keep my smile and happiness for you, so you won't lose your faith with your own.. I just hope somehow I'll know how I could take you there. With all you've gone through, and what you should be in this world; with all you have given me and all you are to me..
You are the prince.. and i'm your pauper..
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