Another lost friend, another memory spent trying to forget. Rather it be I unknowing to myself or them not seeing the same they leave me and then wonder why I do the things I do to try to heal.
In the time it takes me to make a friend, learn their customs and abilities as well as their disabilities, they have found someone who has fooled them enough to think that they can give more than I.
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A great poem, good friends are hard to find, but there is good ones.
The most important thing with friendship is to be yourself. The connection of friendship can be beautiful but can sometimes be a puzzle. Some make many friends and always have company. Others touch many hearts pondering through life giving to others. Find yourself and you will then find your friend. s Thank You