Lucky. It’s one definition of someone who have actually found the bestfriend a person can hope for. Someone who is there not only to spend happy times with us, but more on our downest times. It is very rare for people to find a friend who is almost a brother or a sister to us, moreso is like us.However, when you get to find one, you stick to them as they stick to you too. love them as they love you back. cherish the moments of happiness and togetherness, for you never know how long it shall last. But then, why do friends sometimes go beyond just the platonic feeling? How come the feeling grows more and more till you are sucked into the emotional boundaries and find yourself and there is no escape… or maybe you do not want to escape. The feeling gives you new life, new level of happiness, and new hope. A hope that somehow someday, the feeling will bloom and wil bend it’s way to both hearts. It is so nice to think, so nice to dream that who knows maybe oneday, in the same plane of this same lifetime, you get to feel the happiness permanently.
~Shaz
Deep are the recesses of the heart which great boudaries do make. Lest we travel those trenches as warriors of love or skitter through them as slaves of desire we should guard hope, love, and strong kindred chains with sights set on distancing. But only long enough to breathe in purpose and discern meaning. To wait any longer is to pounce on lifeless prey. Leaving the huntress to starve of the soul and spirit…
October 15th, 2008 at 5:15 pm