OS: Always

In life there are many obstacles we have to face. Sometimes it seems so unfair to handle all of them at once. Fear part takes in our journey and have to move forward. People come and go, either for positive memories or to leave negative scars behind us. Very few people in this world are blessed with someone to hold their hand, through each of speck of darkness they have to travel across.

I was one of them.

As far as I can remember I had a best friend to hold my hand. Every time I fell down in the dust, I had someone to lift me up and whisper, ''come on, we are almost there.'' Physically when life seemed beyond impossible, I've had someone to say, ''no, nothing is impossible. There is a light at the end, come on keep walking." People outside our little world couldn't understand the bond we shared. Many questioned it, especially when we fought brutally, but only we knew, no matter how much we fought, the love we share for eachother was far more stronger.

Over the past years as this journey continued feelings began to change. Our prespectives for eachother began to change. Denial started to become apart of us. Accepting the change was out of the question, but life has a weird way of working things out.

Decisions we made to run away from eachother, were thrown out the window. It was all out of our control. That was when we knew, running away isn't our best option, but it is to face the realities of our next step.

"Thinking about us again Khushi?" Arnav asked his wife teasingly, sitting next to her on the bench, facing the lake.

I turned to meet his eyes and and laid my head on his shoulder. It was hard to believe that we were still together. 12 years of friendship and 3 years of marriage. Storms almost drowned our love, but we held on, never letting anything come between.

"Sometimes it shocks me you know..." I whispered back at him. In response he laid his head on my own and wrapped his arms around me.

"Why are you shocked? Don't you remember what I promised to you when we were five?"

I smiled at the memory when the flashback whipped through my mind.

"I will always be there for you."

"Always?"

He nodded and cupped my face.

"Always."

"Always Arnav?"

"Always Khushi."

This is dedicated to my best friend, my mother, my soul sister; Cheryth a.k.a Manna. Thank you for being my strength. Thanks for still holding my hand through the darkness. I love you <3 12 years and forever to our friendship. :) And yes, we should get married soon. ;) LOL hahaha.