O, to have a friend with whom sweet fellowship is shared,
Whose love is real and unretractable
Who sees my flaws and doesn’t try to fix them
Who can tell me he hates me but we know it’s a lie
Who laughs with – not at – me
Who lets me spoil him and doesn’t expect or demand
So rare a love.
The kind that lasts forever.
Hang on to those friends with love.