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What it do? Gloria's the name. New York City. In the process of piecing together my fluctuating contemplations. I love Drake, Pinkberry, and Snorlax.

On friendship

One day, love and friendship met on the road of life. Love asked: What’s your use when I already exist? Friendship smiled and said, “I’m here to make people smile when you make them cry.”

Romance may keep the heart at ease but friends can provide the love and comfort no mate can offer. Reevaluating the definition of ‘friendship’ and the impact it holds for me gave me an opportunity to silently consult with my heart. Chances of meeting someone and establishing a profound friendship aren’t slim but at the same time, is not at all likely. Your road intertwining with people of more than an acquaintance is a blessing because too many times, we stumble in situations where these people walk on parallel roads from us. Moving at the same pace in the same direction but never together and never crossing paths. And from a distance, you’ll realize that’s where they’ll always be.

I’m lucky to have certain individuals to entitle as my good friends, and with temerity, even best friends. But my insecurity overwhelms me once in a while and I start to feel afraid. I doubt, I over-analyze, I compare and I get jealous. “Why do I feel like I care more than they do? What if they don’t feel the same about me? What position do I stand? Why don’t they ever put effort into this friendship?” Why this, what that. Sometimes I feel as though I have the best people in the world in my life and sometimes I feel as though these people have strayed from the road we’ve walked upon to the road parallel of it. I didn’t really understand.

But after breaking the war between my heart and mind, I was able to filter out the doubt I was in possession of. I remembered the times they pushed the effort when I was sluggish of pushing my own. I remembered who put me back together after I fell into a mess of bits and pieces. And I remembered who accepted me regardless of what and how many mistakes I have made. Don’t let the mirage of an ideal friendship ever taint your memory of what’s in front of you.

I realized that friendship— is not something you’ll understand. It’s just something you’ll know.



Posted on December 27th at 8:52 PM
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