A letter to My Best Forest Friend (B.F.F)

Dear My Best Forest Friend, 

Before, I was listening to this song called “Breathe me”. You must know it. You should at least have heard of it. It goes like “Help, I have done it again I have been here many times before” then it goes like “Ouch I have lost myself again” and repeats “Be my friend hold me, wrap me up unfold me I am small and needy warm me up and breathe me”. (Silence…) 

Then at some point I wondered: Why am I listening to this song again? I mean what is the point, really?

So, I am writing you to let you know that I will now stop listening to this song. I am writing you so you know that. I am writing to let you know that this is what I decided when you were gone. And I am writing to let you know that you are the reason why I decided this.

It is because of you. I will stop listening to this song because of you. Because when I don’t feel safe and when I’m not sure, I think about you. I think about you and I feel safe and sure again. It is because I think about us getting bored together, getting tired of each other, talking nonsense and walking dead our long way in the Forest. 

(I had the most wonderful walk in the forest with you last year. I‘ve tried to write about it before but I was not satisfied so I will bring it up now.)

Best Forest Friends: We started walking with a bunch of people and died the first time due to the early of the hour and altitude. The second death was when we had our first big break with the rest where we decided to go a little faster forward instead of sticking around. Our last death took place when we found a Swiss knife on the ground. Well, knives kill don’t they? After that moment, it was just the two of us walking in the forest. Whether looking back whether looking forward we could see no one else. The forest road was in such a straight line we thought it couldn’t be for real. We could see nothing, we could hear nothing and so we realized we were dead. We stopped for a while and talked about it and then quickly decided to just keep on going forward, whatever that could possibly mean. During the walk, we were discussing the possibilities, what would happen next, what happened to the rest but mostly we were enjoying the fact that it was just us walking this road together.

My Best Forest Friend, all of this happened in my world. I am telling you now, only because I should have told you before. All of this happened in my world and you are the only one that knows.

I love you,

Your Best Forest Friend.