My dearest Friend,
There are moments you can’t get back – moments you must treasure and rejoice in their greatness and magnitude while you still have the chance and ability to do so, for soon these moments will be nothing but fading memories filled with regrets and self-condemnation.
The moments I share with you every so often, my dear friend, are truly special, incomparable in closeness and comfort. From the simple banter to the sharing of the most intimate secrets to the pleasant late-night conversations when others are in deep slumber, you bring pleasure to the simple things in life. Ours is a friendship that can endure the test of time – And that’s what friendship is in its purest form!
But that’s just the surface, for in the deepest recesses of my soul lies a heart drenched in admiration of you – a heart that like a garden with wilting foliage and withering roots has been waiting for too long to rain and lacked the vital nutrients to anchor the body together. But now with the roaring clouds, the drooping leaves are starting to feel the tiny droplets of revival, for the moments I share with you bring along with them a faint fragrance of hope igniting emotions unbeknownst to you. Like a shore undiscovered, you tread upon the banks of this heart, leaving your footprints wherever you tread. With every print underlies a story and as vast as the shore itself, and there the memories linger, cemented in the sand, and withstanding the rising tides and turbulent waves.
Every time I look into your eyes, I discover vibrancy and richness in their soul and tranquillity in their depth. Deep within them, I also sense a spark of love suppressed – an intense yearning for love that lies dormant waiting to be fired up. Every touch stimulates sentiments beyond revealing and with everyday that passes my yearning for you is intensified.
To conceal these feelings and suppress them, I tried many things but deep within them they have taken a life of their own with your sight serving as their source of nourishment and growth. And how did this all come about into being you might wonder. Surprisingly it’s the little things that people hardly notice that can have an effect on a person so much so that they completely change them. Like the way you laugh that I find oddly amusing, or the simple conversations we share that I deeply cherish, or even the simple jokes we share unbeknownst to others, and your unpretentiousness whilst we’re together.
Its unbearable now, for I can no longer sit next to you as I did before, without having to feel a tinge of desire, or without having to foresee myself regretting my actions. And you know I would have shared these feelings with you a long time ago, but the fear of the inexplicable has obliterated the remnants of what courage I had.
You of all people, my dearest friend, know that I am a man accustomed to solitude, for great responsibilities weighed me down and spare time I had little. But to share the remaining chapters of my life with you, a person I am completely comfortable with, would make the boon of life doubly precious. Now, my friend, look profoundly into the depths of your soul and tell me. What lies beneath the surface of you?
p.s Forgive me if I have erred, for even the most eloquent err in words as delicate as these
Of Platonic friends…
December 2, 2006 by shafi