Friends, huh? A beautiful, yet poisonous word. A friend, is it the one, who will be there when you need them, or is the one who will be there when you don't even realize how badly you need them? Is it the one who will show you how beautiful this world is, or show you the darkest places, yet walk them along with you? A friend, that's not the one who tells you that they will always be there for you, but the ones who silently hug you, in your toughest moments. Friends are the ones, who will accept a call from you in the late hours of the night, just to listen to your crying. These friends are the real friends, the others - they are just people who will walk away.
My own thoughts.Β










