I once had a close friend who I thought to be more silent than talkative. I never really did know what kinds of thoughts roamed her head or what her truth was. She did talk but only in response to others. She never started a conversation herself. She was timid to others though not to me. Even then, I still never had a real conversation with her. She was reserved and kept more to herself. There were times when it seemed as though she wanted to talk but her mouth always remained shut.
I could see it in her eyes, though... She had so much to say but didn't know how to say it. She always seemed more comfortable with herself than with anyone else. She knew only of herself and no one else. There were times I believed she was her own best friend, and although it seemed strange there were moments I envied her.
How nice it must be, I'd think, to be your own best friend.
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