A friendship of a life time.

What happens when friendships are true and the time is up? When it’s Time to go, time to move on.

 

In this world of time, of endless unstoppable time friendships are made, Friends are loss

Friends come and go, like a melody that’s sweet to the ear, a melody you wish never stopped.

Somewhere over the years the trust is made, the trust is strong, the trust is there.  But with that trust come things we don’t like, when the person opens up, when your friends starts to speak up.  And it’s not the secrets it holds but how they are told. So many ways, so many manners, so many modes.  But how do you tell them when something is hurtful, even if they might have a point? How do you tell them how different they have become?  

As time goes by I have several good friendships, the friends you wish, the ones you dream about, the one you could always count on. True Friends like the ones I have found, are rare, the ones you could call up at 6 pm for dinner, the same you could call at 4 am to take you to the hospital. I must say that my friends are one of a kind and unique in their own special way, I am grateful to life, destiny, God; to whoever put them in my way. They are the people you could share your life with, never jealous, always there, never hateful, always helpful. Though time has come when we have had our differences and our fights, like brothers have, always making up, never looking back. But it’s hurtful to see them go, to know our time is almost up. When life takes us in different ways, the friendship will change and it hurts to know they don’t notice our time is up. How do you tell them your worries without sounding overly dramatic, how do you tell them your worries?  

Things have change and I must say I am mad, at stupid stuff, but I am sad to see them go. It is the end of an era, of life as we know it. Things must change, am I the only one who sees this unavoidable change? What happened when you are mad, when you are sad and you just won’t let go? I can’t let go, not of the stuff I am mad about, but that we must part… That we must go.

This is a friendship of a life time, I know it, I feel it… but when time comes by, and when distance is by the hand things change, people change.  

In this world of time, of endless unstoppable time Friends come and go, but only true friends stay in your mind, heart and soul. 

I wont say good-bye.

A third option…

Is there always two options for things?

is it either yes or no… could it be found a third option. One night some friends and I were talking about homosexuality, is it a factor of some gene (including diseases, chromosomes, brain damage, errors, viruses, hormones which ever) or is it a choice (with choice it includes behavior, own decision, traumatic experience, role model, tired of the opposite sex, what ever of the sort). But I believe in none of the sort, I don’t think its genetic or behavioral. I mean not even twins are genetically exposed to a 100% that if one is gay the other must be gay and people might grown in the same house or have the same experiences and take things in different ways. Like if you have a car accident, some people see that as a second change in life and they live their life at their maximum other get scared of even driving. yes our genes predispose some things and yes our social life and experiences shape us in other ways. But homosexuality is like a kid who doesn’t like chocolate or prefer strawberry, its just how they are, its a matter of taste,(I am not talking about the choice betwen strawberry or chocolate, I am talking about the preference to one or the other. I don’t like chocolate ice cream, its not my choice and I don’t think its genetics either, I just don’t like it.) like a straight men who prefer blond or a girl who like them black.

 

So I wonder

Is it possible a third option?

Nothing

 

Well this is another of my writing I do hope you enjoy it. I wrote this in the mistery of friendships, how they come and go but you never let go. How people tend to look for more and never look back, how people are selfish but they do care, but they just need to go on.  True friendship I have come to know, true friendships I have seen in my life, but how our actions can be misunderstood, how can our acctions let people think we dont care when they are the only thing in our minds. The mistery that people come and go from our life but the memories stay like an eco from the past, like a ghost on our hearts.

Nothing

 

In this world of lonesome mind, I will not have to worry,

That worry that ages us all, the worry of getting old

Of growing alone, because I know you will be there.

 I wish I could prove you I love

You, I wish you could trust what seems to be empty

The emptiness of my words. And even though I know

Your there I feel I must get more, why can’t I just be

Grateful for what I have? For having you? I am so human

I am so imperfect, I should not care, at least I have you.

And I feel not loyal, unloving, not deserving of having you.

I am happy, grateful, knowing you’ll always be there

But as always I am scared, scared of making you my

Whole, cuss when your gone I will have nothing, so be

My nothing, as they say nothing last forever. Somehow

I feel I must be recognized, praised, admire, loved

But what for? At the end it still empty, at the end

I’ll still have nothing; I’ll have you, my faithful friend

I am sorry for being ungrateful, for being unpleased.

But be sure I love you, the nothing that I trust and

Expect that will last forever that I am glad it’s always

There, that things end and that you last forever

Because when you’re my nothing, I will have nothing to

Expect, because when I don’t expect, I never get down, because

I’ll always see the night as the beginning of a new day,

And the day as the endless night full of nothing for me

And only me.