I don't know what I would write as opening this web-editor, really. And no reasons explain why I think about a close friend, or more exactly the closest friend of mine at the end of night. Uh huh, first I was gonna read his blog only, because his entries are so interesting and his way on writing is something very attractive, natural, lovely or a little bit... him. Being his friend for over three years, I never thought I had known entirely everything about my kid (the lovely name I call him usually). The more days get over, the more curious I am to know, certainly about him.
Have you imagined that your precious one is the one whom you are unable to own? Yes, he is the one for me. As if it was one or two years ago, if you wanted to find one of us, just could ask the other. But nobody knows that he can go (everywhere), or do (everything) without me, even without my knowledge. He's not only good in teaching, study, or investigation but also great in treating friends, singing, imagining, writing and so much more. And the biggest thing of him is his uncountable abilities. Therefore if you want him, you'll never own him.
Sometimes I thought crazily that I was in love with him (OMG), then I realized our friendship is different from the others, and we are true friends. There's a thing I wanna do is just always standing by him to help, to protect or guard him. But the truth can never be negatived: he doesn't need to be.
Nothing can compare to the very special gift God gives me, him; and I know I'm the only guy he's ever loved.
