… He knew the road that led him to me.
And because he walked with me.
… And because first he listened to me and then he spoke to me.
I called him simply – Friend.
Because he gave me a small part of his time.
Without asking for anything else in return.
…And because he understood me.
I wanted to listen to him too.
Because together we formed our world.
… And because we found ourselves and discovered ourselves in it.
Forgetting dramas and evils.
In a form, we had built.
Because he wasn’t with me just when we laughed together.
He also wiped away my tears.
And he caressed me.
Without me asking him that.
And even though I was a small soul and he was a big soul.
He never felt superior to me.
… And because he didn’t envy me for who I was.
Because we enjoyed our successes.
And because he didn’t abandon me hard.
And because he loved me when I was the lowest. Especially then.
Because it gave me beautiful memories.
… And because I was above personal pride.
And I felt safe in his soul. And appreciated.
He loved me unconditionally.
He really loved me.
The rest … they were just acquaintances.