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They say, “Love is sweeter the second time around”, But I say, “Friendship is sweeter the second time around.”

It’s been a year passed when my friend and I abandoned the friendship that we have kept for 13 years. For what reason? None specific. We just felt boredom in each other’s presence. And “somebody” unintentionally wanted us to be like that. No. I don’t want to elaborate things; coz the hurt still lingers inside.

I wasn’t aware, we were unconscious that we lose our friendship in a moment of time. I was duped; I was too hasty in my decisions. Soon to find out that my pride had eaten me up, and it will be hard for us to bring back everything.

Bitterness fills me then, I was too proud that I couldn’t admit my mistakes. It was hard for me to let off things. I couldn’t forgive, I thought. I can still remember those days that I consider no one as my friend; because of the hurt they brought to me.

No she’s not my best friend but the warmth of our comradeship, is much more than best friends could ever have. I never call her “BF” nor promised to her “BFF”.

And now, after the impossibilities of life, here we are, starting over again. Endeavoring to bring back the glee of the friendship we had once broken. The gladness: It’s triple times before; the excitement: it’s incomparable. 

Now I can say that, “Friendship is sweeter the second time around” coz it happens to me. 

While sorting out my files in computer, i come across this one. This one is my assignment in major subjects before. Yah, i’m a “trying-hard poet” hahaha!

Our prof – Dr. Magpayo told us to write a poem that will explain our entire being. so that’s it i wrote something that will explain my being as a “papa’s girl” . I actually wrote this for my father. If there someone i adore most, it’s him.  

A Love Letter

Martina A. Reyes

I ask you to study hard,

For your life to succeed.

I ask you to read this book,

For you to understand and get hooked.

I told you to be a lighthouse,

And never a candle under bushels.

I told you to be a friend,

So that some love you might send.

I love seeing you fair as a rose

And never wipe tears of thorns.

I build your feet like rock,

So that in times you won’t fall back.

There are times you will feel so weak,

But never find reason to blink.

In life, there will be villains

Whose aim’s to make you slain.

“Love the people I love”,

But first love the Shepherd of Love.

You cannot please everybody,

But at least try to please somebody.

“Be a lawyer someday…”

But don’t forget the old way.

Love those things that make you glad,

And learn from things that make you sad.