Friends--How Many of Us Have Them?

© 2006 Annabelle A. Udo

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As we get older sometimes our friendships drift like a stray helium balloon that managed to escape from a birthday party. There are friends that get on our nerves much in the same way an annoying little brother might while other times there are friends whom we wished were related to us. A friend's betrayal seems as if an arrow to the heart--the pain explores every bodily membrane and lives like a squatter in your soul. When it exits, its spikes tatter your insides much in the same way that it entered. . .it feels as if a dragon is breathing its fire inside you . . then, suddenly, the journey is accompanied by a sad groove playing in the background--a soundtrack that follows you everywhere with unexplained melodies and a frenzy of burning violin strings. It is here that the friendship disintegrates with Time turning one friend into dust while bringing life to another. These cycles make me so tired. . .so exhausted. . .these pains and fears of the world make my head spin and I am unable to catch my breath.