Please don’t misunderstand me, as I mean you no harm, I simply don’t want to be your friend. Friendship is earned and you have not earned that right, nor have I earned yours. Because I say hello to you in a hallway, it does not mean I want to be your friend, it means I am merely doing as politeness dictates. If I do not say hello, don’t be put out, it doesn’t matter really if I say hello to you or not.
There are those of you whom I wish I could be a friend of. I want to be your friend if your mind can see as my mind can; I want to be your friend if you are open to the goodness that should be in our midst. Most of all I want to be your friend if you are a truly compassionate person. If you still come to see me when I am ill and whiny and you stick by my side through thick and thin, I want to be and remain your friend. If you have an all-encompassing love in your heart for the wellbeing of all creatures on this planet, I beg to be your friend.
Many friends they come and go, some whom you thought were great friends slowly disappear. How do wish for me to think of you? This world has so changed with the passage of years, will our grandchildren even think remotely as some of us still do today? Friendship was different, friends were people you could rely upon; is this a diminishing fact of life? Let us not be despondent, we will be shown the way to be risen above that which is perceived to be.