Friends No More

It seems like if anything can break a friendship,
what is important is that the friendship could be broken;
and not what broke it.

I think, sometimes, pride is my greatest downfall.
Its the cause of my worries, of my failures, my mistakes and my broken friendships.
That i can see everyone (including myself) through my own speckled lenses,
is my own folly.
And i should remove them, let them blur; wait for my vision to return.
For when once is blind, he feels lost;
And when lost, he has needs.

And that is something some old grandpa struck me with that day.
That A friend in need, is truly a friend indeed.
And the last time i felt a need; was so long ago, and i have to ask myself...
When was I last, a friend?

But i need my friends, everyone from my darling, to sylvia, dave, chia joo, ivan, tim, and even my darling's friends; and maybe i haven't reminded myself of this yet... As much as I know i need Jesus.
And when people around me start to "need"; i've realized that these are my friends as well, and i should step-up for them.... for these are the times where true friendships are made.

So the cliche that has surrounded that idiom has faded away once again;
and it shall remain eternal, internal.