Parting With A Childhood Best friend

Growing up with you was the best time of my life. I believe when we had arguments and fights, there was always a chance to start again and those were the best times. The first time we invented that game, the first time we played football together, when you found out you’d hit puberty before me, the first time you talked about that girl next door you liked so much. The first times were always the best times.

It didn’t happen immediately. It took a while to die. The awkward conversations. The lies. Remember you walked past my house with your new friends. You said my house always looked deserted so you weren’t sure I was ever at home. But I let it go, just the way I am letting you go today.

The loss of you would have meant the beginning of life for me. Different schools with different friends now, I had a choice to decide between survival and bliss. The survival part, you were not there. I couldn’t too, because, you were away. Away in school so I saw less and less of you, becoming a precious memory and a blissful part that wouldn’t repeat itself or carry on in my life from the past.

So now that we are all grown up. We have changed. We have separate social lives on common social networks. We follow each other but know nothing about one another. We are now strangers in the same house where we met. It feels kind of like the death of a superhero. The good times we had aren’t as cool to me as before. They’ve all fallen into history and I don’t wait on them on weekends to save me anymore.

I wish you the best. I hope you will always find room to remember the silly talks, the brotherhood, skulking behind our parents to hang out.

I will always be interested in your dreams, your pursuits, your whereabouts, social media will tell me all about them. And maybe, we’ll meet and talk and nothing will be lost, only a childhood that made us the things we love the most, just the passage of time in the end that was the only cost.

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  • ..damn, that shot straight through my heart. ..*sniffles*.
    I lost my childhood bestie and I wasn’t even aware of her wedding! It’s quite sad I tell you, guess we all have to grow up and let go at some point.

    July 21, 2016
  • Exclusive

    I haven’t lost my childhood bestie. Not yet anyway. But it seems like River Niger came to exist right in our middle.

    Different secondary schools, different Unis, different cliques and just generally life.

    July 21, 2016
  • Kermit

    This is so good, I can totally relate. Adulthood is probably the saddest and most complicated thing in life.

    July 22, 2016
  • Olamicit

    Twenty friends cannot be friends for twenty years.
    This is a harsh reality that I have come to accept. How do I cope? I move on and make new friends, the old ones are still there though but just not as close as before

    July 22, 2016
  • zaki

    childhood friend to me are like story and dream I have to think deeper and header before I remember some of them

    July 22, 2016
  • Dre

    My best friends are the ones I met at sec sch n we v been friend for 20years n counting. #nonewfriends

    July 22, 2016
  • I relate to this article, i lost many childhood friends only one stuck by me.

    Here is the thing with growing up:
    1. you grow up in the same neighborhood or you meet in school. you have too many things in common.
    2. you reach a stage where your choices and lives differ. You will enjoy being single and going to church, she will love boys, booze and clubbing.
    3. you go to varsity and loose contact completely.
    4. she comes back she has a kid or married…and you are completely strangers.

    Growing up most of my friends were rich, i got to learnt silly things like table manners, how to greet properly, write a speech and relate with the “upper” class. At home we were taught to work hard to get all the flashy things we wanted compared to them, money was not a problem. My sister and i were always their entourage. i realized i was not living my life to the fullest. i was being dragged to all these flashy events of which i had to borrow an outfit to fit in. That life was not what i wanted…We fought a lot, i was good looking so i was always back benched.

    I had to remove myself from the situation. Life then twisted i am the one laughing on the other side with a job and education. Money could not buy them the world or happiness. Sometime it works on your favor to remove yourself from situations that will compromise your character or personality.

    To date i have 2 friends, my sister and a former classmate. We inspire each other in so many ways..especially education and it is better that way that loose my mind over petty things that don’t matter.

    July 25, 2016
  • Tofa

    My subbb guy!!???????????? This was deep tho , soo freaking deep. Nice piece bro too nice

    August 7, 2016
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