My Best Friend, My Love.

Assalamualaikum and Bismillahirrahmanirrahim :)

Each year we learn something new. We grow up, it's normal. No, I'm not writing my end year post yet, I'm not sure if I will either, but I most likely will post it. There's still a chance it's a no >.> Anyway, in our teen years, we will have crushes on people our age or older or younger than us. Except you know, for those people who's imaan is so high, that they do not look at boys or girls; they only look for Allah's forgiveness. InsyaAllah I'll be like that one day.

Teens are most likely to fall in love with people they know, mostly, their best friends. I've fallen in love with my best friend. Make that, best friends. First one was Haziq and that was... I don't really know what to say, the more I think about it, the more I think it was lame. And boring. If you are, by any chance, reading this, Haziq, I'm sorry, but all we did was chat. In real life, we didn't talk much. Barely looked at each other. Although I had to admit, it was real, I felt it.

The second one, now, he was special. And I mean, really special. I wrote my first poem about him. If you call it a "poem". He was, out of this world. Extraordinary. Wonderful. Brings me to life. He really taught me a lot. What real music is like, how we should not really care what other people say, live in our own world. Things like that. Maybe I'm exaggerating, maybe it's not even true that he taught me these things, but the person I became after meeting him, is the person I like better than the one before.

In just one week. One week could mean so much, can you believe that? And because of that one week, I had been in love with him for months, until now. Okay, I don't know if it was love, but I like that word, so I used it >.> It could have just been a like, a crush, not love. Love is such a big word D: Anyway, I stopped for a while, for this guy who I know nothing about, but let's not get to that. But that guy, the one week guy, he kept being in my head, scene after scene, he acted as a lead in the soap opera in my mind, what was going on?

Hours passed, I don't remember what day it was, I was in London, from Bristol, a long car ride. I remember I had no appetite that night, but I ate. Nor did I the next morning, and to top it off, I didn't get to see my friend, Dina, who was also in London at the time, but that's another story. 'Had I fallen back for him? What should I do? Just, stop being friends with him?' Those were the thoughts that spun in my head.

Then I realized, I dated Haziq for 9 months and I was sure he was the love of my life (well, not really), but he wasn't. Which goes to show, what I felt wasn't gonna last. It didn't last then, it's not gonna last till I'm an adult. Why should I risk my friendship for that? If I did stop being friends with him, however I planned it in my head, I'm gonna lose a great friend. or at least, a friend >.> And I might regret it forever and ever. It'd be better if I just stop thinking about it, right?

Still, whatever's to happen, it's gonna happen, InsyaAllah.