Missing somebody

Friends are the greatest treasure you could have.there is a poem by e.e. cummings that reminds me of all my friends. no matter how far we're apart, they're always in my heart. i might have been insensitive, played cruel jokes on them or said hurtfull things (which i don't really mean them,o, most of the time anyway. i just love to say out spiteful thing because i'm naturally narcisstic), but that doesn't mean that i don't care for my friends. i might not contact them for along time, but that doesn't mean that i don't miss them. i do. i miss them for every single breath i take. i feel grateful for every single friend that i've made and i look forward to add some more. friends are like pieces of puzzle that shape you into what you are and what you will be. kudos to cummings for reminding me that friends that you've lost contact with aren't lost, they're still there, in your heart, forever and always.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)