Wednesday, August 4, 2010
For what people called "friendship"
How many of you have a friend whom you can call up at 2am in the morning?
How many of you have a friend whom you can tell everything to without feeling ashame of what you have done?
How many of you have a friend who is always there for you?
How many of you have a friend who is willing to come to your place when you are crying and they just dont give a damn of how far is the distance or how late it was?
How many of you have a friend who give you their hands, stops you and stands up for you?
I luckily have friends like that. Not all. But some.
I dont care if they really understand or feel the same way as I do. I just want them to know: It hurts like hell for me to leave them, because they are someone I cant see living without. No matter how much of a jack ass they can be, I never want them out of my life.
They just ... mean a world to me. They are just too important. Somehow. Not sure how, but they are.
Making friend has never been hard. But to maintain the friendship is real hard. I made new friends on the way that Im going along life. Nobody is alike to one another, every single person has their own meaning and value. And I appreciate all of them, time is not a matter that we can use to measure how deep the friendship is.
That's why ...
... there are only two possible reasons make me feel like Im a miserable loser:
- One is when I lose a friend
- Another is ... I cant think of any
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