Sunday, April 11, 2010

The Untouchable

Taken from a journal, written today at 10:30pm-10:45pm

There is a certain type of friendship, that depending on genders, can be confused for anything the imagination allows. This type of friendship is untouchable, like reaching out from Earth and expecting to grasp Pluto. There are many things people don't understand about this type of friendship. And people can confuse things and see more than it really is. This is a type of friendship where you really give without expecting in return, to the point where you would allow yourself to be walked all over, because you know it would never happen. You know things most other friends don't, although you're comfortable knowing that there are things other know that you don't. It's  friendship that, depending on gender, is a step away from breaking the rules and stepping over the boundary, but will never happen. Its a friendship that you touch with the delicateness you use for family, the eagerness of a lover, and the uncertainty of a monk. Its a unique thing that most aren't privileged to feel. Its truly sincere. Its humble. Its truly untouchable, locked in a bubble made of gold that can be stretched as thin as air, but can never be broken.

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