The True Friends. - Poem by Louisa Rogers
Throughout our lives we find different friends; good, best, close and true.
Happiness is shared with them all but it's when I'm in a crisis that I know who the true ones are.
When it feels like my whole world is falling apart, they're there to catch the pieces.
They'll sit and take all my crap or simply just hold me. For 'however long it takes' they say.
They don't force my smile or push me towards false happiness; but they do tell me it'll be alright. And it will be. Eventually.
Over time, friendships grow, we discover new ones, others fade.
But I never knew I could fall in love with the friendships I have.
So much so, a big part of me would be missing if just one were to disappear.
Ironically, it's those I hold closest to my heart that get most of my crap.
You know who are you.
But don't worry; when you start to fall, I'll jump off a lower cliff to catch you.
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