My Friend, my Lover.

I found out something rather interesting. This is from one of the web pages as i googled up "definition of a friend".

"A friend is a lover, literally. The relationship between Latin amcus "friend" and am "I love" is clear, as is the relationship between Greek philos "friend" and phile "I love." In English, though, we have to go back a millennium before we see the verb related to friend. At that time, frond, the Old English word for "friend," was simply the present participle of the verb fron, "to love." The Germanic root behind this verb is *fr-, which meant "to like, love, be friendly to." Closely linked to these concepts is that of "peace," and in fact Germanic made a noun from this root, *frithu-, meaning exactly that. Ultimately descended from this noun are the personal names Frederick, "peaceful ruler," and Siegfried, "victory peace." The root also shows up in the name of the Germanic deity Frigg, the goddess of love, who lives on today in the word Friday, "day of Frigg," from an ancient translation of Latin Veneris dis, "day of Venus.""

I've noticed that themes like "family" or "friends" rarely pop up in blog. In fact, unlike most people, i don't even have any label on my blog under "friends and family". Heck, i don't even have "people". Maybe the reason to this is that i try to be as impersonal as i can when i post things up on the internet. Sure, it's a conduit to my feelings as well and my blog serves the same purposes most blogs do. But i've noticed that names do not appear much in my posts. Seldom do i pinpoint down a personal friend or a family member in posts, let alone discuss them here. I'm not sure why, but it just feels strange if i do. Perhaps to generalise things and not make this blog become too exclusive.

However, today i'd just wanna touch a little bit about something more down-to-earth; friends. A friend is a lover, literally. And just like the lover lover which usually comes to mind when we use that word, a friend is so many things. And i am no exception, however much i try to display my indifference, in experiencing the wonders of friendship. A friend is just like a lover. A lover makes your day. He (i'm not a sexist, i'm just generalising by using "he") understands. He listens. He could be on your mind, always. He could change your life. He breaks your heart. He may forget you. You know the drill. And just like a lover, you may never speak to each other again, without knowing why. You may push the friendship aside and label it "broken". You may hurt each other without meaning to. However, there are some people who could just be there the entire time without you realising it as well.

Looking back, it's easy enough to spot many jeopardised relationships in my own life. Some which only i myself realise and regret. And most are avoidable while a few i could do nothing about but watch as it falls apart. And nobody likes that. I've been pondering on it and perhaps too much.

But maybe in the end, you think, it's really no one's fault, was it? I'd wanna believe that and know it's true someday.

And so, i take my consolation in the following words..

Friendships begun in this world will be taken up again, never to be broken off.
-- St. Francis de Sales