Feb 23, 2025
Can you possibly pick your friends ? Is the incessant desire of having the perfect group of friends a reasonable one ?
These lines from John Green have left an indelible mark on my mind. There is beauty in friendship, but not every friendship is beautiful. But if it is not beautiful, is it even friendship ?
I did not know what happened to me
I was lost in a reverie
Then with roaring winds, they came
Started playing a lovely game
We walked the hills and the bends
And they became my friends!
