Friendship. What a silly word to paste upon every scarred crevasse in you glacial soul. I have grown in time,as all humans do,and developed ties to the other. I have believed in words as they come, and in friends how they go. The world is too big for me to embrace it all,so in my incapacity I limited myself to love fewer things again and again, and to cherrish less people. But where do you stand, when you see your chosen one looking upon you with pitty, placeing you in the bundle with the rest of the world. Where is the bond then? So I came to see that no true allegiance was taken one me. Where is your pledge that you eagerly took a while ago? I know,my dear reader that sufference makes the best and less perfectible changes. When the sun goes down after a harsh day,you are left with nothing but yourself. People don't know what Semper Fi is anymore. So pinned down to wall,there is nothing left to do than desert and embrace the lonely and steady path you got at birth.
It is hard,but then again, easy things make you decay. And an advice, never sit in a place when you aren't welcomed there anymore. Does nothing for no one. Spread you wings and let the surge of unknown swallow you. Wherever you are, my lonesome friend, know that your struggle is shared with me. Wild wolves we are. Safe in a pack. Mended in solitude.
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