Friends. One simple word with so much meaning. Do you know what it means to be a true friends? Is it just hanging out with a person because if that is, then I have many friends, but have you ever noticed how these people backstab you? Or watch you fall and laugh? I have, and I have no friends. I realize this now. They are only here to take something, and once they have had their fill, they will betray you.
I have walked alone before and may have to again, but I will not be forgotten. May a curse befall them if they try. Has my whole life only led to loneliness? I ask now. My soul weeps for what once was, and what now is. I am alone on this journey. Alone, but not forgotten.
Short, and anyone who you want it to be.