On friends

I’ve been thinking… friends are kind of a magical affair.

Someone who is always curious about what you have to say… turning turning and turning towards you (perhaps they are just as curious about the topics, depth and the way you think).

You call them up, when you are in need (and they do the same). They got your back and you got theirs.

Things that feel embarrassed to share, but you share anyways. Someone that you can be messy with.

They care about you… in a way that you want to be cared for.

Sometimes, in my busy world, I wonder who am I this person for?

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