Rules Of the Tunnel.

friends.
friends are either the best thing in the world or the worst thing in the world.
they either push you towards your goals or they keep you from achieving them.
a friend is your greatest adversary.. or your greatest enemy.
friends.

i'd consider myself to be a good friend. most of the time, i am.
in turn, i haven't really made the best of friends.
maybe some who i find special and worthy.
but the rest...
who knows.

it's interesting how easy it is to make friends.
and later to have them slip through your fingers like water.
as if they flow perfectly, but your on solid ground and they are unable to grasp.
you are unable to flow with them.
unable to connect.
but you wish you were.

thats what happens over time.
friends come and they go.
some turn into enemies.
others into blurs.
like the whole world is moving...
and you're standing still.

life is full of inconsistencies.
friends being number one among them.
family is never the case.
family doesn't have to be with blood.
its who is consistent.
and there for you for every miniscule flaw.
every tiny tantrum.
every lovely wake.

not enough family is around.
and every one who is considered for it,
ends up disappearing.
never to be heard from.
it's alright, in a way.
"the cycle of life continues."

there are more people in the world.
there are doppelgangers, and look-a-likes.
yet.. they are not the same.
it's just something to live with.

"and the world spins madly on."

with love and light,
eve morgan