Companions

1/2/12 (Hehe, cool date)

I found you at a party, at a show, on the street
The last type of person I was expecting to meet
Intrigued by you, inquisitively joined you to eat
Talked all night by the fire, in the pit, on our feet

A bond exists between certain people,
Not romantic nor chemical, but one
Though causing frustration and confusion
Will withstand stresses, forces old and young

I see you in the city, at your house, at our work
Sometimes I'll apologise, for I have been a jerk
And we'll embrace our inadequacies and our quirks
And acknowledge that they are far outweighed by our perks
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It's amazing how one little exchange, one conversation, can make you feel wonderful about yourself. It can elevate a terrible mood to something not at all bad, and a good mood to a force to be reckoned with. As much as I frustrate them and they frustrate me, I have some amazing friends and I wish I could acknowledge that more often.