Friends...

Friendship is amazing. Sometimes, it's really hard to say or to describe.I love having friends but I hate being betrayed by friends.So, I have been very prudent while making friends.That's why I don't have many friends.(What I mean here is genuine friends).I believe genuine friends are not easy to find.If you have got your genuine friends, please treasure them.

As for me, friendship is important. Years ago, when I was young, I don't believe that I can have friends. I love my family only. I live in my very own world. My spirit lives in some kind of solitude.Somehow, someone managed to help me open the door of solitude. It led me to a better world, a flowering world which I am staying now.

Now, I have friends. I treat them well but I don't think they have to treat me in the same way. I treat them as genuine friends but I don't care if they see me as their enemy.It's not important at all for me now. If it still bothers me, I would definitely imprison myself in solitude again.

Recently, I found a new theory for myself. I can't be too engrossed in friendships. If I pay lots of my attention in them, I can easily lost myself. It's very dangerous. I would be suffering when it disappears suddenly. I am too weak to convince myself to forget happy memories. So, I have to keep a watchful eye on my own emotions. I shouldn't be too delighted. I can't let myself intoxicated in overwhelming happiness.

However, I still want to have friends. I still want to be happy...