The Choice I (Finally) Took

We had joy we had fun we had
Seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed were
Just seasons out of time

We had joy we had fun we had
Seasons in the sun
But the wine and the songs like the
Seasons have all gone

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I took the lyrics from a song I really like, Seasons in the Sun. The song was created by both singer and song writer Jacques Brel with the original tittle Le Moribond. The song itself had been adapted into English and sung by several singers, including Terry Jacks and boyband Westlife.

The song tells story about goodbye to (good) relatives and friends. It, to me, was so touching and memorable—that it should be dedicated only to some special friends and relatives. But this time, I took some part of the lyrics for someone who I thought was one of my best friends, but I finally knew that she was not. I hope this explains why I didn't took all the lyrics.

Life is about making choices. What, who/whom, why, where, when, and how—most of the answers could be found by making choices. What will you do tomorrow? With whom? Why? Where? When will the exact time? How to do it? Your choices are there, in your answers.

In friendship, I also make choices that depend on those questions and answers. About friendship, I must say I am not a picky. I love to make friends with anyone. But wait! The rule is not applicable in making best-friends. Not all people can be my best friend. But I do really appreciate the value of friendship. It is based on trust and communication. And I proudly say that I have some best friends, I have lots of good friends, and I have hundreds of friends.

If someone suddenly mad at you without any reasons—can you call him/her your best friend? If someone stop talking to you without any explaination—can you still call him/her your best friend? If someone talk bad things about you, behind your back—is he/she really your best friend? If someone puts you in the position to succumb all the times—does he/she deserve to be remained as friend in your heart? I don't think so, after all these happened too often.

To me, friends must sit at the same position. None of them sits on the higher place. They communicate in both directions. They give and receive in both directions. Friendship, to me, has no center. Friendship is a circle. That's why every part of it is important.

So my old (best) friend, I've made a choice. Our seasons have all gone. I sincerely wish you luck and success.

Gambar diambil dari sini.