Found on Pinterest on 11-2-15.

When we were young, we shared so many things: We danced in the rain and skipped rope in the sunshine. We told each other secrets and wrote our names in the sand. We swore to God  we’d be friends forever. There was love in our hearts, a song in our souls, and  truth in our words. We laughed while sipping tea and watched movies and cried. I swear, back then, we could read each other’s minds and give smiles that could light the darkness. We spoke words that set our souls on fire.

I knew our friendship was forever. We said we would grow old together and lean always on each other in the good times and the bad. We took for granted each golden moment and watched the sands of time drift through our nimble fingers. We should have found the time to hug each other more. We should have spoken the  words more often that would comfort our hearts in times of severe adversity.

We could not know then, that time would  erase  pieces of our cherished memories. That age would rob us of our strength and agility, and dim the light of love within our eyes. We thought we were so invincible, so strong, and powerful. We believed we could save the world with our magic words and solve the problems of the universe.

Found on Pinterest on 11-2-15.

As the years passed, I saw my friend slowly disappear. My caring words were forgotten in the hallways of time, and my name became  elusive and difficult for her to find. Confusion  soon replaced the smiles upon her face that once lit up my world. She could not recall the funny things we did or the places we visited.

It felt like some part of me was dying, some vital part of me missing, that had held the joy of  our friendship and the shared moments of our lives. My grief became inconsolable as I realized there were forces stronger than our friendship tearing us apart. My heart wept rivers of tears which formed a lake within my soul.

There came a time when I finally understood  the nature of love, that it burned with an  eternal flame .Every time we think it will die, it flames anew. I still carry with me the memories of her smile, her laughter, and her joy. They live forever in my heart. And when we meet on the other side, and we become as new, our fires will light the path to our hearts, and our friendship will start anew.

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Found on Pinterest on 11-3-15. Winnie the Pooh.