to be blessed with a true friend
is a boon presented to a penance of many births
a qualification not many can justify to
thus the reason why it's such a rare gem
let perfection be in the eye of the beholder
for the many watching eyes look on
peering through the cracks in your soul
digging into the weaknesses of your character
waiting for a chance to take you down
in hopes of hiding their own faults
to make them feel stronger
so let it be
hug me tight a warmth in love
take a knife and put it against my skin
the cold blade sending a warning chill
then you start to hack away
only to leave me naked, cold and in gore
yet me eyes will look at you only in compassion
such was the character
but if you keep polishing a stone
pushing its edge for perfection
no sooner will it disintegrate right infront of your face
and then will you regret your actions and miss its presence
so this is the scene
but in the end the one true friend
who has always been there for you
who will be able to judge you in all truth
will be yourself
create a universe within yourself
and then you can take this whole earth
within your palm making it a part of you
there's so much more to life
so much that truly matters and counts
i'm moving forward
saying goodbye has become a habitual skill for me
and here's one for you :)
