To: a Special friend...

"Are you thinking what i'm thinking B1?"
"i think i am B2. i love you too."

then again, maybe not.

it's amazing how someone can feel so special to you. so much so that you call that someone a 'special friend'. no. not a good friend or a buddy. but, a "special friend".

a friend whom you are afraid to love. yet you feel yourself falling into the depth of love itself. a friend so special that you know you won't be able to live on without her presence. yet, you know if the two of you were to be trapped in the same room, both of you would most probably end up killing each other. a friend so special that you actually share the same frequency. something so delicate, so private, so intimate. its the kind of feeling where you understands that there is at least another human out there who shares the same sentiments as you over a certain issue. someone whom you know you can depend on for a listening ear, a positive feedback and truthful advices though it may sting a bit. a friend whom you'd pray stay single forever and be that special friend to you forever. a special friend whom you can selfishly call your own. a special friend who share the same love as you. a special friend who shares the same views on traditions, politics and even on drama. a special friend who is not ashame of being herself and is loved for being uniquely her. a special friend who also has a big and noble dream and ambition. a special friend who stole your first kiss and selfishly took a special portion of your heart as her own.

but i know, i will never be that true love you speak of. nor will i be that prince charming that you dream of. i am not the guy your heart longs for neither am i that special to you.

but sharing the same frequency alone makes me feel special. from a special friend to another special friend.

i love you. past, present and forever. a special friend who took a special part in my heart and my memory.