Aching Friendship

I sat on the swing. Head hanging down. My hands tightly clutched the swing ropes. The big old maple tree shadowed me as i sat there letting the wind caress me and push my swing, listening.

I listened to the beautiful laughter which continously echoed in my ears. I heard their laughter, being togeather. Chasing each other about, enjoying themselves. Bickering about things and easily forgiving each other. Trusting each other. Sharing secerts and more. Togeather in saddness and happiness.

Sitting her and listening, I ached, my heart ached. Ached for such a friendship. Find that one person, who'll be there for me and I for them. Insecurly, my heart beat insecurly, while all my pain, despair, and diappoiment were securly bolted in.

I dared to dream of that one perfect being. The most awsomest. For the most amazing bestfriend. Now i sat inbetween, not one like i hoped for, but better two. Happily i laughed with and invited all thoes in the darkness into my warmth.