entry 20

My best friend

She is the one that understand me and i know i can trust her everything. A month ago i got the sad new that she is very ill and she won´t live much more time. I can´t express with words what i felt when i heard that . She´s been my friend for thirteen years and now i´m seeing her dying. This is the saddest moment of my life. She cries for her golden hair that is falling like leaves in autum and her face is every day more pale. I can´t do anything to help her and this is killing me. I feel that she needs me but i just don´t know what to do. Whenever i see her my eyes fill with tears and i stay without speaking, so i preffer to go away. If only i had the strentgh to look at her eyes and tell her how much i love her. She is my best friend and nothing will change that....not even death.