Cinders of the heart's blog: "Thoughts"

Got to thinking this week, I know a dangerous thing.  I'm new at this, so forgive me....

Recently I got hurt by a guy I cared alot for.  The funny thing is, like an angel, I made a friend just before it ended.. That friend has been absolutely wonderful.  He stood by me and listened to me cry, he helped me to be strong, to hold to my values when I wanted to sell myself short.  In just a few weeks he has come to mean alot to me..

So as I sit here and think of him, I got to wondering, how long does love truly take?  I have often told people to beware of infatuation, that soulmates don't exist.  Lately I have begun to wonder if I was kidding myself. 

Friendship is a wonderful thing.  Never before have I felt that I can just call him, depend on him to be there.  I am very independent. I never lean on anyone for long... and I am not used to having someone that knows what a friend truly is.  And in teh same way, although I would do much for my friends, I have never truly done all that he has offered, just as a friend.  

So, what is friendship to you?  How willing are you to go that extra bit for a friend?  and why have I never met anyone like him before? Was I selling myself short all these years? Was I not a good friend myself? Was I too scared to let anyone in?  And now, that I havea  friend for life, how do I nuture that friendship without feeling like a stalker? 

I truly cherish this opportunity to be his friend.... and hopefully much more....