by Annonymous
Friendship is a strange thing...
We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives, things we don't even share with our families. But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heard to feel? A friend is all of these things and more. No matter where we met, no matter how long we've been together...I call you a friend. A word so small, yet so large in feeling, a word filled with emotion, a word overflowing with love. Truly great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed. It is a constant book always waiting. Waiting to be read...and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements...we may have disappointments...we may have argued...we may concern one another...friendship is a unique bond that lasts though all tribulations, A part of each of us goes into our friendships...our humor...our experiences...our tears. Friendships are foundations...necessary for our life...and love. Even though I don't speak to you everyday...or even as often as I would like to...you have all crossed my path of life in one way or another. Some of you I've only bumped into. Some have walked with me for a while...and some of you continue to walk with me...but don't EVER think for a second that since we aren't in constant contact...that I don't think of you because if it wasn't for coming across all of you...Who knows? I would be a completely different person...and well, I'm happy with how I've turned out so far.
Thank you!
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