A new bestfriend

i think it is a misconception to illustrate that a person has so many layers like an onion. i am more inclined to believe that human have several layers like flowers, in which they shed their skins by their own will, and we just witness how they trust ourselves enough to grow together with us and finally are firm to show their own true colours. our task, however, is only to give necessary time and comfort space for the flower to complete its cycle. stand a bit close but not too close it will harm them. have a faith and embrace them but not too tight they cannot regulate their own bodies. afterwards, we could also pick up the petals and keep it to both of us, as a memento that once it covered the person beautifully (but maybe not so truthfully). the flower now is probably seem less pretty; but I can sense it is lively and ripe -- for it has pistil and stamens that will manifest as another prominent organism elsewhere.

a flower is a subject of beauty and so friendship is. 

thank you mas riz for the friendship (and trust). when you were gone I felt a tad bit sadness and loneliness and that time I know that you are dear to me. 

your bestie,

bia.