"Oh sorry, what's up?"
"Holding on to those same thoughts again?"
"It's been a lot to think about but I'm alright ya know?"
"Yeah that's good."
"Thanks for..? What's with the hug?"
"Just being there, always being there."
Things are different when you do them alone.
That's what I have been shown.
Uh, rather have seen.
You know what I mean.
You make the night not so dark
Maybe you could call it a spark.
But to me, it's everything.
Because of you I'm not alone.
I don't really think this is art,
Considering it's coming from the heart.
I wouldn't be who I am if nobody was there.
I'm glad there's somebody to care.
I'm not too sure what you would call it.
I'm just glad you never quit.
Friendship is hard to define.
That's quite fine.
I've always had some direction to turn to.
That's why I can't stay blue.
I can be what you are to me.
Anytime you want, count on me to return the favor.
Thanks for reading this short blog which is for the most part a poem, I just have part of a conversation I had with one of my friends, the poem (bolded) was towards all my friends though, if you've been here or just got here. I just wanted to write something like this because I've been thinking a lot on how I'm just thankful to be in a position where I'm surrounded by endless support and people who have a positive impact on me, many of which I've met through here through all my years. You always have some direction to turn to, you're never trapped, remember that.
My friends really do mean so much and some feel like family even. My thanks belongs to all of them.