The Golden Friendship

The friendship I’ll bend for, so this once allow me to put down my crown of ego for this golden friendship.
The friendship I honor before GOD and man. The friendship I’ll bet my life with. The friendship that surpassed blood relations. Life gave me the best thing and took it away as well. Pardon me if you loose your mind trying to unravel it’s value.
I am known for not valuing anything or anyone to this magnitude but for this friendship I sure do beat my chest in glee. This friendship churned by love, by concern, by faith and sealed by prayer because I kneel before GOD for this friendship.

Amidst the joy begotten in the corridors of this friendship, moments of weakness initiated tranquility and it’s best iniquities transpired. So then I’ll tend to think that friendship is yet another fallacy or maybe good things and good people don’t hung around too long lest the demons of humanity will pay us a visit. So for friends who became family, we’d maybe betray or rather assume our real blood and say, “all blood is red, forget the type.”

It’s not entirely the fault of this friendship that it’s dismal comes earlier than expected.
No, no, not that there were expectations of dismal, and if any not soon. So for this golden friendship I’d challenge the universe and fate at length to wallow in it’s goodness when it lasts. Too bad we suppose we’re never villains at the end!

How bad it was to believe that we only know the value of something when it’s gone. But then again it’s seemingly not like that. Not exactly! We do know the value of something, we just never believe we can loose it when it’s at our disposal. Too loyal to this type of friendship that I betray myself over and over for this people! Shame on me, but again, am not even sorry to myself for being good and doing good to honor this golden friendship. So tell me, how can I defend the people who hurt me yet I let them in again in the belief that man is to error only to feel that kind of hurt again?

Shame on me for valuing my friends more than myself that in between finding them peace I lost mine. Value people too much that I break my own heart to sooth theirs, even when they hurt me I tried to understand them. How will you then point fingers at me for turning cold when you churned it?
How do you blame me for the results of your test?
Pardon my savage heart and be patient with my vile nature as I am still learning to recollect my soul from the demons that cage my humanity. Pardon me!