A Closet (Good) Friend

Lately there's been so much going on around town. I can say the same thing when it comes to my life at the moment. Been inspired by a number of things to TRY another number of things (all legal btw) and to see things from a different perspective.

There's been a lot of good times and there have been crappy ones too, but what I realise is that after focusing so much time in the past on the bad memories, it is hard to look at the positives. It's like how some clouds block out the Sun sometimes. But as time goes, so do the clouds, and everything begins to feel okay again.

One of the things that has been nudging me a little is, I kinda miss a friend of mine. But I can't tell her that 'cause it'll be weird, you know? I know it's a pretty immature thing to say, but it's true for the most part of it. I mean, the friendship we have is different to say the least. There's a lot of restriction as to maintaining the friendship, It basically sucks. Kinda.

This is stupid. It sounds as if it's more than a friendship but I swear it isn't. I just miss a friend who probably isn't reading this, and I can't tell her because it's already not that likely to bump into 'er randomly.

It would've been a lot simpler if I never...

The cloud breaker for this segment of my rant is that when I do get to see her, and I'm not just saying this, my heart jumps a little. It's always nice to see a friend after not having to talk to her in a while.

I guess it just comes down to whether going through hail and rocks for the friendship is worth it. But we can't really let our emotions get to us and that's easier said than done sometimes. The best shot we have if we let our emotions control us is that at the end of the day, we're still holding on.