You are perched again on your favourite tall chair and watch her closely as she hurls insults after insults at you.
She tells you that you are foolish. Something she keeps remindning you of, all the time. She tells you that someday you will get hurt. So bad that you will not be able to stand anymore.
You are trying hard not to laugh. she loves mothering you and you are always willing to be mothered. When she is through, she looks at you with tearful eyes and asks “why?”
You take in a deep breath and slide off the chair. To be near her. She is crying for you and its a tender moment. You don’t say anything. Because no words could make her understand. You wish you could show the world to her with your sight. But you are afraid that it would be just too much for her.
You hate to bring pain to those who you love and yet it happens again and again. She looks up at you again. Her eyes pleading. The glint of cheer in your eye surprises her. You see her expression change from concern to wonder to understanding. It’s a beautiful change
So subtle, yet so marked. She knows what you know. Though she doesn’t quite understand it. You are beyond her powers of reasoning. Have always been.
Your face breaks into a grin and you see her smiling through the tears. It’s the best conversation that you have ever had…
Maybe thats what best friends are for.
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