The Green Thread

They say when life gives you Lemons, make lemonade

What to do when it gives you troubles in every shade?

Oh, well! I know what to do, I've known it for years

To rest my head on a friend, the one who bears

She won't ask me the reason, she'd hear everything, every sigh

She'll be there for me, I know, and she won't ask me why!

We tied a thread, to our wrists, a green one

A sign of our friendship, that compared to none!

She hears me, my stories, whatever I romanticise

She doesn't call me out, she doesn't lecture me to be wise

At times, life's already throwing at you, ache

You need a friend, in front of whom you never fake

The one who listens to you and your life

The one who offers you love, when life's offering a knife

We thought we'd never break our thread, or lose

But, sadly, we did, and it wasn't us, it became loose

Yet, we saw our friendship, being even stronger than before

That thread told us, it's not in something that you wore

We learned that our friendship had tied a green thread on our heart

And that place was unreachable, unable to tear it apart!

She's my best friend, my healer, my cousin, and my fool

She warms me like the sun, like a blanket made of wool

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A/N:

Her name's Mahnoor. She's my comfort place, and someone I can talk with everything about, without the fear of being judged. Love you, my girl! <3