Friend, a person whom you know well and whom you like a lot, but who is usually not a member of your family. Everybody needs a friend. Everybody wants a friend. Everybody sees a friend. But not everybody have a friend.
Having a friend is like having someone to share your thoughts and feelings to. Someone to rely on in times of doubt. Someone to trust your deepest darkest secrets. Someone to gossip and pin-point with. Someone to share your happiest and saddest moments of your everyday. Someone to count on when you are cornered. Someone to understand why you are what you are doing. Someone to respect who you are. Someone to be there for you, no matter what.
Friends are sent to Earth by the almighty forces from the skies. But what are their true purposes for being sent here. You meet. You bond. You leave. What sense does that make? It seems all sweet and happy at first, then you get used to each other and starts to drift apart. Eventually when time stetches the already fragile bond, you leave. That leaves you broken and shattered and eventually lost ...
What is the point of befriending another when you know that in the end, you are alone. What is the point of opening yourself to another when you know that in the end, they will leave. What is the point of accepting another when you know that in the end, you will be hurt and lost. What is the point when in the end, it is all for himself ...
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