Friends… really ?
Sun ,04/07/2010Friendship:
Friendship is a difficult concept to understand. Or to explain that is. Lately, i have been shocked by the number of people saying ” Friendship goes both way. I’m so fed up with XXXX . He/She always asks for things and stuff and never gives it back.”
Twitter and facebook, being the usual places for those rantings, with only hits of the concerned person in case they might stumbled upon it.
And that makes me so mad.
First if you have to complain about someone, tell the direct person. there’s no need to go around carrying ball and chain for nothing.
Ok , that has to be said but that’s not exactly what i needed ot tell you about today.
Let’s go back to friendship.
To quote my favourite Lyricist, aka Spencer Bell
“Oh just let me pull
This Knife from out
My back
and make a couple of calls
Oh
For you my friend
I’ll see what I can do
Despite you kicking me in
The balls”
Spencer Bell. “Friends”
Where has gone the real friendship? The one where nothing was expected, phones answered even in the middle of the night, doors opened whatever was the day or night…
Where have gone the true meanings of friendship, that sacred love that has no boundaries or jealousy to it…
All the fingers of my hand would not be enough to
count, the number of times i’ve been disappointed, or hurt by a friendship. Mostly because i’m like a dog. I could die of sadness out of loyalty to my friends, i could lend my uterus to a friend who would need it, or give a kidney, if it could save their lives. Have you seen that last movie ? Hatchi ? Where the dog keeps going back to wait for his owner, even when the owner will never come back? Season after season, Year after year?
Yeah ,that’s AALLL me.
I won’t tell you which persons i would do this for , as it is not relevant to the point.
Maybe i’m too chivalrous, still having those lost values of dedication to my friends, some kind of lost middle aged virtue still ingrained in my soul.
I keep getting hurt, feeling that awful abandon feeling, as if something was tearing my heart apart, to extract the person.
When someone enters my life so deep ( not that it is really easy, thanks god it does not happen everyday), i cannot conceive the possibility that they could disappear from my life as easily as they entered, if we exclude death that is. Nothing in life could deter me from my friends, and i don’t know why i’m the only one who feels that.
Maybe that’s my own fear of loneliness… Because at the beginning , and at the end, we ‘re probably lonely anyway, but at least we get the middle of all that jazz to feel surrounded.
So i’ll stand to what i deem best. I’ll always try my best to be there for my friends, and i do hope , that some of them, will do the same, cause to be true, i just can’t do all it alone.







