credo

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i believe friendship sinks a lot.
i believe that a broken friendship can be mended,
but not by duct tape.
i believe that when a friendship hits the bottom of the ocean, it will never resurface.
i believe that a friendship can dock every now and then,
but not for too long.
i believe that friendship exists because someone pulled me aboard when i was drowning.

i believe that distance cannot separate two friends,
only they can.
i believe that one friend can sail further;
whether to keep the bond is their choice.
i believe the bond between two friends can be severed by words,
or nothing at all.
i believe that friends shouldn't need a shangri-la when they have each other.
i believe two friends can be brought together when the snakes slither in,
because when they're backed into a corner, they have no choice.

i believe there are no "bad friends." if they are bad,
they aren't friends.
i believe friends shouldn't lead you to do bad things;
they should be your conscience.
i believe there is no villain between two friends.
i believe attention from a friend should not be begged for;
it should be there when you need it.
i believe there is no time limit to become someone's friend.

i believe friendship isn't always worth saving,
but i wish i believed it was.
i believe that friendship will change and so will I.
i believe that a sinking friendship can kill
because it already has.
i believe betrayal is like ripping the wings off of a butterfly.
i believe letting love in begins with friendship because i was content with loneliness for so long,
even though i was never alone.

i believe that disney used to lie to me about how important friends were.
i believe i have forgiven my old friends,
and the things they said.
i believe i used to try to keep my friends because i used to want them.
i believe i thought i could have a new start,
but it never ends.
i believe i used to feel as if friendship only ever ended up with my tears;
and that sometimes it still does.

i believe i thought it was over;
that looking for a friend was like reaching for something only to find I was clutching air.
i believe that when i prayed, god listened, and gave me the girl who sat in the back of the classroom and drew beautiful pictures in her notebook.
i believe she is gentler than a butterfly,
and that her paintings speak for her.
i believe i played volleyball in seventh grade so that God could give us a reason to talk.
they say god works in mysterious ways,
and i can confirm it.
i believe i will never figure out why she finds me worthwhile,
but i figured out why i find her worthwhile a long time ago.

- java

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