THE BEST MIRROR

How was I supposed to write a five-paged poem? I scratched my head, thinking fervently how to start the first line. Who was I kidding? I’ve gotten a C in it before. I suck.

Friends are people whom you can talk to, scratch that. I can’t believe that I wrote such a cheesy line. How was I going to finish this by tomorrow?! Then, my phone beeped; it was a message from Aiden.

  

Oh, I was just kidding when I said Mr Smith gave us a five-paged assignment. He told us to write one poem.

  

What the heck?

I am so gonna kill you tomorrow.

My phone beeped again.

Aw, sure thing. You know that I love you M.

I chuckled as I looked at his reply. I’ve always loved his sarcasm.

Okay then. I will bring my knife along. I pressed the ‘send’ button. I decided to join in the fun.

When he didn’t reply, I got back to my assignment as I thought of a way to start the first line. What was friendship to me? Aiden. That was the first thing that popped into my mind.  But I couldn’t write the one-word answer in my poem. I sighed, enough for a heap of leaves to scatter. Then, a line popped into my head.

A youth said, “Speak to us of friendship.”

Your friend is your needs answered, I wrote the next line, coming naturally to me.

He is your field which you sow with love and reap thanksgiving,

And he is your plain that remains the same,

For you have come to him with your frustration, and you seek him for peace,

And in the compassion of friendship, let there be laughter,

Sharing of pleasures,

For in the dew of small things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

I finished writing the poem. To be honest, I was satisfied with myself. This wasn’t the best poem I’ve read, but definitely the best one I’ve put in writing. I smiled at myself moronically. Perhaps it was due to the fact that it was the topic that is the closest to my heart. Friendship. As I read the poem once again, I realised I wrote about my friendship with Aiden, what I thought about our friendship. Dear God, please make our friendship last forever, I prayed silently. I didn’t want to lose anything we both had.

Are you done? Aiden’s text popped out my mobile phone’s screen.

Yeah. Thanks Aiden. I replied.

What are you thanking for?

Nothing, just wanted to say thanks. I smiled at his question but it was best unanswered.

Are you alright? Oh God, you’re going to kill me tomorrow right?! I smiled again.

I’ll think about it. Anyhow, see you tomorrow. I texted back my sarcastic reply.

See you too.

Yes, Aiden and I had a beautiful friendship that will never ever be replaced with something else. Never.