More than anything, one of the stuff I hate the most is goodbye, that certain and distinct feeling of longing is way harsh for me. It doesn't just beat me up inside, it burns me too.

I and my friend was talking about his new location and me sorting out my priorities. He will be teaching in some remote area as part of his job. I as well told him that I will be needing to go back to Manila and get a job, sort out everything. Saved.

But what's my point here? I hate goodbye. I met this new friend of mine for like a month ago and from then on, we clicked. No emotional and personal desires or anything. We just clicked as friends as pure as that.

We talked about stuff, about boys and sexcapades. We cackled, we eat together, we have dramas and we have hopes and dreams. He's twice as my age, but he is just fabulous. He can make the dead live again once more. He may be loving horror movies and horror books (which I am not so fond of) but he's lovely.

There are so many things I have learned from him, from kindness to sharing happiness and to looking out for each other. And making someone feels not alone. He is guided by his experiences and things that had happened in the past. He's got more scars than me, he's got more grueling stories and some of those are gruesome enough to jot down.

He admitted that he had live life in haywire, he as well acknowledge the fact that he is making up for it. Nonetheless, he knows who he is and what he wants in life.

Brilliant beyond measure and avtrue person if you know him, so kind that I couldn't even imagine how it is going to be like when we part ways. I am all alone, and I have gotten used to it. But being with him and listening to his nuances, it's beyond amazing.

Truly, when we found someone who is good to us, whom we can lean on and whom we can share our lives and secrets or even our weirdest habits that without any judgment he/she would take it, just because he respect you and love you.

Parting ways is surely a pain in the ass for me. I hate goodbyes, I hate that oblivion process, that agonizing feeling. Fighting alone with a broken sword and with no shield.

It feels good when you found good people who let you feel welcome and admired you just as who you are, and who have accepted your weirdness whole-heartedly. It is amazing and it's beyond measure.

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I am inspired by a blogger who wrote about his best friend, so I myself is mimicking what he did. I just realized that I should have to put some article/post for my bff. She deserves to be praised, thanked and loved for.

Our friendship started late 2005, when I was 15 year old and she was 24, see the huge gap between me and her? But that doesn't opposed us on making the impossibility of  becoming a solid best friends forever. Apart from being so cool to be with her, she is undeniably genuine and honest in lots of things. She taught me a lot, most especially on exercising my faith to God.

Her contribution on making it possible to feel the presence and His love in my life is really huge and fat. Forgiveness for my family, love for people and faith to God so the blessings would follow my way. Every Sunday we would go to the church, pray and worship God. I was once witness some mysterious act, when she was "speaking in tongues". At first i was scared, but she did told me that it is the manifestation of the Holy Spirit, and it would only fall once your heart is pure and have ask it heartily. The idea of seeing her giggling, crying out loud and prophesying things stunned me. Indeed she have shown me the miraculous hands of God touching people. Starting from that day, I was convinced to follow  God.

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