My Mouth Speak Of Friends.

sometimes after 2 years of friendship..
you begin to realise that the friendship you had with a person you so-claimed a best friend and vice versa is nothing compared to a girl.
and when he calls you his best friend..
he spare thoughts for others and little for you.
hurray for that 1%.
but i am not a beggar for friends.
i'm began to ponder.
i contemplated to budge.
i am convinced to change.
sometimes i think i am just an aquaintance to some but yet i mistook the idea.
he helps me out.
but slave i not be his.
you help your friends cause you're willing.
friends make sacrifices(small or big doesn't matter).
friends are considerate towards friends.
friends are willing to help.
friends go that extra mile..
friends that aren't friends like us..
but i still would thank you for everything.