Friend

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Sherlock Holmes or any of the affiliated characters, ideas, universe, etc…their creator is the remarkable Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

KS: This is a thing I wrote to-day on my little legal pad while listening to a new mixed CD I burnt…the songs playing during most of this were Love Unspoken (JB! :-) ) and the Main Theme from Super Smash Bros. Brawl (X3). I have no idea how it is...now that I've written it, I'm not so sure I like it at all...and I don't believe I got the point across. Oh well. It's a tiny bit ambiguous, like some of bcbdrums' work, but it's easy to tell who is speaking and what they're talking about. But it can be interpreted different ways, I suppose. XD

Enjoy!

“Friend”…it is a strange word, and is often overused.

To me, it conveys the idea of one who holds you in high regard, one who listens to you with pleasure, one who would do just about anything for you… There aren’t many in the world who are so selfless, and fewer who have the patience for me--fewer still whom I have the patience for.

I confess I have never been much of a friend in the past. I push people away, pointing out their flaws and mistakes and often not considering or understanding their feelings.

I have never liked the idea of becoming too close to someone. Emotional attachments stand in the way of mental pursuits and are destructive to the logical processes. And yet, somehow, you have broken through my carefully crafted barriers. Or, perhaps, I let you break through them. I do not know.

But I have called you “friend,” and I did so with all earnestness.

A part of me still wants to separate myself from you, to leave you, telling me that I am becoming too attached and that I have let you see too much of myself already. But I drown out that voice. My hand is shakily outstretched as I make an attempt at true friendship. If this fails the walls round my heart will increase twofold and I will remain a reclusive, introverted creature.

But, you reach out as well.

I have no idea what to do next. I have stepped into unfamiliar territory, for I do not know how a real friendship is supposed to go. You and I do not even understand each other all of the time, and we are vastly different…worlds apart, even. Can this even work?

It must. I see the need of a friend in you, and perhaps I am in need of one myself.

Just be loyal and patient, my dear friend.

Eventually I will get this right.

KS: Thanks for reading; don’t forget to review!