Mere Friendship Poem by james tj24

As two friends lie on the crisp grass on a sunny afternoon,
They seem to talk with such smiles on their faces.
coud it be stories, gossip, or secrets?
Yet trust keeps them together.
Could that be what friendship is?
Trust, loyalty, or just someone to talk to. If so then I have none due to shyness and unpopularity. Maybe it's because i'm writing this right now.
If so I want no friends because to think freely and explore
My deepest past, present, and future experiences
Is the greatest gift of all.