Sometimes we hold on to things that just don't exist anymore
Friendships because of shared memories
Acquaintances because of networking potential
People in general who once were around, but no longer there

Is it because we want to keep our memories alive?
Keep the bonds and connections we have?
Why do we long for bonds?
Why do we hold on to every possibility that came our way?

Unfortunately in life people grow apart
We drift away for an array of reasons
Some because our commonality is no longer there
Others because of the notion when out of sight, your out of mind

Social media has given a false sense of friendship
Just because it says we are "Friends" , doesn't always ring true
When was the last time we had a meaningful conversation?
Could you remember a birthday without being notified?

Technology has brought us closer, but with consequence
We have lost that human touch
We hide behind the our cell phones, computers, and tablets
We forget how to interact with another human being face to face

This by no means negates the position influence of technology
People we would have never interacted with, because of distance
We just need to redesign the human element in those interactions

Friendship has become a loosely used word
That we forget its meaning
Although most would agree we define it differently
Just as opinions are subject to interpretation
Friendship, as well, is subject to interpretation

Friendship is about harmony and understanding
The ability to share without judgement
To relate to things, even if you cannot understand
Being there for each other verbally or face-to-face

Sadly if a "friend" cannot fit into your personal definition
Are they truly a friend?
Do you become so anxious to keep the friend flame alive?
When deep down you know it has already died

We must re-evaluate on what friendship means to us, to you
What friendship means to another person
Understand that when one friendship dies
Another can rise within its flames
Just under new definition

Bridges burn all the time
Just like in the journey of life
The road is always under construction
New bridges can always be formed and connected

It was said once that all humans look to form a connection
This connection can be in physical or spiritual
Sometimes the connection we make can be severed fairly quickly
While others become meaningful and everlasting

We look in search for someone to understand us
Sometimes that someone is a stranger that you have never met
Is this normal?
Is this strange?
Is it weird that for some reason that connection just feels right?

The world may never know
Sometimes we ask ourselves
If we were to pass each other on the street
Would we even engage in conversation?
Would we even acknowledge?

Out there is a kindred spirit calling out to us
Just as your spirit maybe calling out to them
They call at the strangest in time to have a relationship
Just to be able to have that key element in relationship, to relate

We are always in search for someone to lean on
Even if we are not ready to let someone in
It is the idea that we have the opportunity to open up
Little by little, time after time

Simple communications
Reaching out to touch someone
Verbally, visually, or spiritually
The simple fact is we all long for a connection

Every time we attempt to connect
It is a fearful experience
What is more fearful?
Is when we cannot understand the connection?

Why am I so comfortable?
What is going on between us?
Where is this going?
And mostly what does it all mean?

Honestly right now those questions do not matter
Only the here and now does
The connection between us
The wondering if they are thinking about you
Like you are thinking of them

Wondering how is their day going?
And when will we talk next?
What are we going to share today?
How can I keep calm, when I am so afraid?

Many questions arise from the interaction
But the reality and reaction is that
We have found a kindred spirit
Who we also call our friend

It may be possible we may never met
This does not mean we won't be there for each other
It may be unclear on what will happen
But it would be a great journey
To maybe one day meet my friend

I look at you and become selfish and upset
You probably look at me and wonder why?
If you only knew what was deep inside
Then there will be no reason for wondering

I have a soft exterior with a rock solid interior
Though the interior is solid it gets a bit soft
I have feelings and emotions that I want to share with you
But I feel that there is no need

I read those words of wisdom
That say don't miss the chance to say what you feel
In some cases, some feelings are better left unsaid

I'm writing this not to tell you how I feel
I'm writing this to ease my heart
To ease the pain and suffering
That I dealt with for some time

Like I said I look at you
I feel selfish and upset
This time I will tell you

When I'm with you I feel whole inside
I have no worries or fears
All my sadness is gone and all I feel is happiness

I find enjoyment in all the time I spend with you
From the funny jokes to the sad talks
Every moment with you is worth it

You probably wonder then why are you upset
Well this is why
Were just friends

Friendship is important to all of us
But when it comes to you I wish it was more than that
I wanted to be with you

I don't ever want to not have you by my side
I want to take you everywhere with me
To wake up to you
I always wonder what is it like to kiss your lips
To feel your soft body on mines, not sexually but romantically
What is it like to hold your hand to hug you close
To protect you

People see us and say we look great together
I look at us and I know we are great together

When people ask where I am
Nine times out of ten I'm with you

Its funny how we do similar thing couples do
But were not even near being a couple
Its true

Yes, you are my friend
And some relationships can stem from that
Yes, you are my friend
And I rather have you some way then no way
But in my mind you are more than that

You are my center, my balance
You are the ying to my yang
The peanut to my jelly
All those clique things they say when people complete each other

I guess what I really want to say to you
Is that I love you and wish to be with you
But I'm one of the fortunate, unfortunates
I have a best friend, who is you
But that's all well be
Just friends.

I'm not really upset as I write this
I'm not even bitter
I guess I don't want things to change between us
But I know it will

I get upset for the fact that you're not appreciated
That guys hurt you and not know your worth

I remember when you fear being alone
That you are part of the curse
As I told you before
I won't let it happen

If you were to ever read this don't look at me different
Try not to act differently
Just know that you have a friend that deeply cares about you
And that friend will be there forever
To make sure you're always okay

I remember you,
but who are you?
Are you a memory?
A fragment of the past?

I can hear you whisper in my dreams
Telling me to remember
But how can I remember,
If I am not sure if its real

Are these MY thoughts?
MY dreams?
MY emotions?
MY memories?

I remember your olive skin
Your light eyes
The brown and gold in your hair
The smile on your face
But I don't know who you are

It's as if the echos of the past are trying to reach me
Remind me of who I am or was
Sending me subconscious messages that I cannot decipher
Telling me I am more than who I am

Are you real?
Are you just in my dreams?
I want to remember you
But, what is the point of that?

If you are echo
Does it really matter?
If your an echo of a distant past
Why are you special?

For now I will close my eyes again
And try not to think
If we happen to meet again
Maybe, I will fully remember

They say that eyes are the window to the soul
To see the history held inside
The mysteries of life that is not ready to be told
But what happens when you try to look into your eyes

When facing the mirror, looking at yourself
The Past, Present, and Future become one in that single moment in time
To visualize the person you were, who you are, and who you want to be
Or the person hope you will be
Contemplating the decisions of your identity

It is that moment in the mirror where you face yourself
To motivate or make excuses to yourself
To decide if you are going to settle with your life
Or persuade yourself to push for greatness

The mirror provides the opportunity to revisit the younger you
The version of yourself with so much excitement and promise
The free spirit that was creative and without fear
Until the world beat you down

Imagine younger you looking at the present and future
Would they be happy?
Would they want a different life for themselves?
Well only you can decide that

It is never too late to change
Never too late to reclaim yourself
Just remember
When you looked at that Mirror, will you be happy with who was staring back

I am broken
My mind, body, and soul
Shattered into millions of pieces
Darkness was slowly looming over me
The rabbit hole looked so tempting
A way to stop feeling
To stop caring
Only the dark seemed to call me
I could no longer feel the light
Looking in the mirror,
I did not like who I saw
These soulless eyes staring back at me
The life and joy ****** out
The routine of the day just getting to me
Meaningful things just felt meaningless
The light in my eyes just fading to black
Through all this
You never ran
Though the darkness tried to consume me
Your glimmer of light was enough to end the invasion
When I tried to hide the pain
You patiently waited
When I hide my feelings
You patiently waited
Although it was hurting you
You gave me the time,
The space,
To find myself
I found myself
The light returning to my eyes
The shattered pieces finding their way back together
My mind, body, and soul reawakening
I was broken
But not anymore
It took strength that I did not know exist
Strength to lean on you
I was broken
And I could not do it on my own
You saved me
Thank You!