(Dedicated to everyone I ever called my friend
The eternal quest: The quest for companionship)
Friendship can take many forms
It can be a word, a gesture, a smile
Friendship can be the helping hand
The hand that pulls you through
Yet it's incredibly hard to describe
To put to words how special friends are
How much more than they usually know
They can pick you up or put you down
All because they connect with you
A good friendship is like two souls,
Blending together, strengthening,
Making each other the whole they aren't alone
In many ways, friendship borders love
Different, yet also very much alike
Who will say, when friendship turns to love,
Or whether or not the two can go together?
But as long as some of your friends love you,
What does it really matter?
They will be there for you when you need them
And to me, that's all that really counts.
MdG '98