I was searching for it for many years
As I walked alone in a silent winter’s path
I tried to approach people and asked for it
And yet I never knew how to describe it
I tried to look for it in people I knew
But it’s hard to find one that’s without pretense
I looked for clues in books, poetries, and stories
But it seems, that it’s nothing more than a myth
And just when I thought I finally found it
It cracked against the test of time
But when I closed my eyes and stopped looking
It reached out and finally found me
Like a quiet “oh” in one fine evening,
I realized that its warmth has saved me
And after all these years, I finally learned its name
It calls itself friendship.
The gift of true friendship is perhaps one of the most valuable gifts there is. And yet, it is often overshadowed by the romanticism of Hollywood’s stories of infatuation (which are often dubbed as love). I wrote this poem, in remembrance of one of my hardest and longest journeys: my quest of finding a true friend.
You don’t have to look for the loud, fancy or popular ones. Your friendship can be the kind that’s silly and full of laughter. It can also be the kind that is peaceful and envelops you in a quiet understanding. But at the end of the day, a friend should always brings out the best in you – and yet never pressure you to conform or pretend to be someone that you are not.
And just like love, a friend protects, trusts, understands, and forgives.
People come and go, and I suppose that’s just the reality of life. But I would like to believe that true friendship preserveres, even when faced against distance and the test of time.
And in our quest to find the friendship that we all longed of… it’s also important to remember that we too, need to be a good friend for others. 🙂