my friend john told me this a long time ago and i just thought about it today.
when i look at the people and men that i’ve really cared about and those who’ve dropped out of my life for whatever reason, this is comforting.
i believe more in relationships than i do in god. if i have to count on people, i trust those who’ve been there when i needed them, or wanted to be with me when i need them.
but it is a truth that people come in and out of your life, and sometimes that’s all you get. maybe you learn something, maybe you don’t.
but hopefully, you see a bit of yourself in that other person, and it makes the world a bit smaller and kinder to you.
because most friends don’t stick around forever. most people will leave. but if you find a few friends that are there when things are bad, and stick by you no matter what, you’ll be in good shape.
everything is good with me. i was just thinking of this, and thought someone might need to hear it.
