Dear Friend,

It has been a while since i heard from you and vice versa. I never in my wildest imaginations thought that we would got so busy to even just write a text that says ‘hallo’ or ‘i love you’ or ‘i miss you’. I guess the reason why I never imagined is because it was going to be reality and so fate let me get the surprise. So now I take time out. I close myself to everyone and everything else and I sit down to write you this letter.

It has been long friend. Now that I think about it it hits me just how long it has been. I hope and pray that you are well. Last I heard from you, you were doing some pretty awesome things where you are. You of course know I have always been your number fan and that will never change, not for anything. I was so proud to read about your exploits in one of the magazines. I wished though, that I was the photographer or the interviewer. I was jealous of them, so close to you and getting to hear your musical laughter. I missed you more when I saw those photos and a tear slid down my cheek and no, I let it be. Didn’t bother to wipe it away. Bitter sweet moments.

So much has happened since we last talked, leave alone saw each other and I just don’t know where to start. On second thought, all that can wait. For today,let me just speak to your heart as i pour out mine. Did I ever tell you just how much I thank the Lord for you? Day and night I do. Because when you came into my life, I was so lost and you were like my guardian angel. You came and held my hand and showed me the way,though I was a little bit proud.You saw right through me and felt the pain in my heart and you stayed,though I tried so hard to push you away. I never did understand when you said you loved me,because of the pains and disappointments i had gone through,i did not believe I was worth loving and so,I has to get used to the idea.And without my saying anything,you seemed to understand my unspoken words and gave me time to be.

I remember the day I finally let you in. I was filled with joy beyond measure. It felt so good to trust again and I was so glad for your patience.You were my first friend,later being my best friend.I miss the long talks we had and the little fights we had with each other.I miss it all. Even the moments we would get so mad at each other and went silent. Right now, you are oceans apart and there’s nothing I would not give to just spend a minute with you.But I guess this is life.It throws us off balance at times and when we get back on our feet, a lot of shifting has happened,you hardly know who you are.But I know who I am and I know who you are and i know who we are. BFF’S.

I miss you and i wish I could talk to you as often as my heart desires but with our different schedules, we have to make do with what we have.Tears are now freely flowing from my eyes as I wish I could just hold your hand and feel that oh so familiar squeeze back.I promise you that I will make it my goal to communicate as often as time and life will allow me and to hold on to the hope and fact that someday soon, I will see you face to face.

I love you dear friend but at this time,I miss you more than anything else. Take good care of yourself. Do me proud.

with lots of hugs and kisses and love and warmth,

your dear friend

(special dedication to Miss Emily Wasonga)

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2 thoughts on “Dear Friend…

  1. Scott, thanks a lot. you know your comments are highly appreciated. thank you and yeah, take time to let them know how much you appreciate them this Christmas season. 🙂

  2. Deeply felt, deeply felt
    I can relate to all the points in the letter and of course ponder myself saying the same to several people in my life. Family, friends, loves.
    Good writing here dear friend 🙂

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