Monday, 12 December 2011

Friends

Friends are like an extention to your family, you get a choice in them, yet they're enforced. Same school. Same culture. Same insecurities. Same characteristics. Something that binds random inviduals, making them one, you can stay away for many years, yet meet and have spent no time apart. It amazing how random things can make you laugh which no one else understands.

Over the past few years having learnt many lessons in friendship, real friendship, and the fraudulent kind. Having become a false smile and falsified excitement at their appearance, now recognising what makes real friendship. What has been missed, what is real, knowledge is power for seeing what is under all the fake emotion. Witnessing the purity in what is true and what is not meant to last. Flourishing in the security of being free and being who I am.

When I see through your eyes who I am, it is who I wish to be...

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