platonic purpose

It's all about friends.......

isn't it?
That's what Life is about.

Our major purpose, the reason for our existence,
is to make friends.
To love.

And I know I've found a few of my purposes.
Because the one thing my faith will not waiver in, is Them.
I may question every single thing in the world, hell,
I may even question my existence.

But these bonds that I made, the memories, the laughs. They're real.
They're as real as this earth.
As real as gravity.

And when things get tough and they get overwhelming and they get too much, it's them that save me.
I must have been a saint in my past life, the Proof of which is them in this life of mine.

I thank whatever gods that may exist that I met these people,
Because this has to be the result of some kind of miracle.

........ I do not know if I deserve it and I do not know if I am worthy of a single second of it,
But I do know that I will cherish
every moment of this even if it was a dream.

Because even if it isn't as real as I thought, there was once a time that they meant the world to me.

A time when they still do.

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