friends.

ten years down the road.
where will we be?
twenty years down,
who will we see?
fifty years on,
what can we remember of this?

the hard truth-
friends dont last forever.

who can we rely on except God?
and yet, at my level of faith,
a relationship with God doesnt fill the longing for a horizontal one.
it can. but it hasnt.

i need to learn to make friends.

cenophobic.