The Power of friendship

If love is the cure for all, than friendship is the blood within loves soul.

There never have been more stirring or truer quotes ever written or repeated than those about the power of friendship. It is seemingly overshadowed by love in its very relaxed and unassuming nature. I mean really; have you ever had a date say, “let’s JUST be lovers”? Absolutely not; but friendship gets dealt such a second class role in reality and relationship.

Once again in life, being addressed as the “friend” rather than the “lover” is treated like it has so much less a commitment, when it should be so very much the opposite. Don’t ask me to ever just be my friend, for I hold this honor for the “mighty of the populous”, the “crème de la crème”, the “top 1% of the class”, the “enter your favorite “best of” cliché here”.

To simply “just” be friends, means to be willing to give up your sweetheart when I need to vent, to give up your paycheck when mine comes up short, to give up your Saturday when I need your back and to give up your car upholstery when I’ve had too much to drink. Are you really prepared to “Just” do that? How about the phone call at 3am when my world goes to shit, the trip to the jail when I need bail, the trip to the hospital when I’m too sick to drive, the bed in the spare room when I need to sleep or the key to your car when mine is in the shop.? Are you still “just” here? Or do you suddenly feel the need to slip silently away in the night like the stray alley cat when the farmer breaks out the shotgun?

Doesn’t a lover get the easy button and a pass on all the detailed concise neediness that we have in our lives over the friend? Do we really bear our soul to a lover, or bear a body? Could a friend ever have it so easy? Never; not in a million years.

Fear not, friend, for if I have let you be “just” a friend, you will never find yourself in want from loneliness, or compassion, or empathy, or shelter, or support, or even pain, for I will be there. I will creed you my every second, if it is what you need. My every cent, if it will help you, and my very blood, if it restores your soul.

So take thee heed vixens and lovers, if you are lucky enough to breech my soul and gain what you seek, the so called “just” friendship; you are amongst the lucky. For few are willing to meet the task, and few deserve the honor. If I am your friend, thank you , I am eternally honored, and grateful, humbled to my core and standing at the ready as well.