Sunday, 26 January 2014

Padfoot to my Prongs.

It was barely 3 weeks into the new year and I started feeling sad, and miserable because of a lot of things. And I don't know why I even thought about them, because I know they didn't matter. They'll never matter. They're things that you should ignore, and just never ever pay heed to them. But I can't do that. I wish I could, but I can't. And so I started going to school with my bad mood, not talking or doing anything but getting sadder by every minute. That's what school does to you. And when I felt hopeless, I knew there was one person who might not judge me. Who might even understand what I'm trying to say. So I messaged her, everything. At the end, I also mentioned that she could ignore this if she liked. And when I woke up the next morning, and eagerly checked to see if she had replied or not and knowing that she hadn't; it made me a bit sad. I kind of thought she ignored it. But I knew she wouldn't. After all she never did that, and I don't think she ever will. But then I go to school, and the atmosphere makes me sad. I hated that day. But I liked being left alone, not bothered by anyone, because I knew no one would care, or try to understand. Waking up the next day, I saw her message. Not one, but eight of them. And I instantly smiled, knowing she would never ignore me. I check her messages and I realise, I can't afford to lose her. She knows exactly what to say to me whenever I'm sad and I just know she'll always be there for me, even though we're about a 1000 miles apart. But that doesn't matter, it never will. As long as we're here for each other, I don't care what others say or think. No friend will ever replace her. She makes me happy, and I know that no matter what happens, we'll always be there to cheer each other up; for she's the Padfoot to my Prongs.