Spring 2010 Ready-to-WearJil Sander
CAN I HAV SHO PLES. D:
Yesterday brownies, today gingerbread.
Sophie: Did you use your magic to make this?
Howl: Only a little, just to help the flowers grow.
Some friendships last forever, but some do not. Too bad, ours was the latter. It didn’t lasts forever, just like what I thought it would be. It was so amazing in the beginning, not to mention that we didn’t just treat each other as friends, we treated each other like family. And even if we’re not blood-related, we proved that family is not about that, it goes a little deeper. But what happened? Just like other friendships, ours also went sour that in the end, we decided to cut it off because it’s already fading. And in a blink of an eye, you treated me like a complete stranger. Those years we used to build this friendship were completely forgotten. I didn’t just lose you, I lose a family member and that shit hurts.
They always tell me that I shouldn’t lament over some broken friendship because they say “That was just a friend” and that i can find a lot of them. But they don’t understand. You’re not just a friend. You’re a soulmate, my other half. You know I believe that a soulmate comes in many persona. It could be a brother, a sister, a teacher or a friend. And you were mine. That’s why I’m hurting, that’s why I’m longing for you. You’re my friend, you’re my soulmate. And losing a friend is like losing a limb or an organ. I’m not overreacting. I’m just missing my friend, my partner in crime, my best buddy, my punching bag. I miss how close we were back then.
You know, I’m still here. Even if we’re not in good terms right now, you can still count on me. I know you’ll think that it’s stupid to re-plough old fields but we could give it a try. Let’s put aside the misunderstanding because, yeah, you can put the blame on me. If that’s how it supposed to be, then I’m willing to let down my pride. I just want to save our friendship. I don’t wanna pass by your house without asking your mom if you’re already awake or not. I just can’t. I know it takes time for us to be okay again, so let’s start now because the clock is ticking and it’s moving too fast. And then I hope, I just wake up one day when we’re the best of friends again.
let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.