I’ve never fully understood the meaning of this word.
It seems so trivial at times….
Not having depth, or thrown around because of a lack of better words.
I have to admit, I’m not that great at keeping friends.
Going from grade 7 to 8, I pretty much stopped talking to my two best friends.
It was amazing how easy that friendship had escaped me.
How weak I was, how childish. So foolish.
Isn’t that the way it worked?
Those nights I spent, thinking out a future I sought but let go of.
Wouldn’t it be impossible to keep your friends? If they moved away?
Split apart, a friendship would certainly fade.
How wrong I was.
How childish, so ignorant.
It wasn’t friendship I feared that would fade.
It was the lack of being a friend. The true strength built upon the meaning of that one word.
The only thing I should fear is failing to be a friend.
Only then, have I failed to be myself.
Isn’t it true?
The important things aren’t the ones you can see.
They’re the ones you can’t.
The things that are ephemeral.
The stars in the sky.
A friendship that holds true.
Thank you xD