Deep Friendship

 

                                                          Deep Friendship

Deep friendship, with all its complexities and contradictions, is an emotional journey many face in silence.

I love the impossible and remain unshaken, like a ship that defies storms without drifting.
I weep because I long, like a river that overflows in search of the sea.
I condemn myself by impulse, like a prisoner yearning for freedom.
Ideas shipwrecked by modest aspirations, like dreams drowning in seas of uncertainty.

I keep unexplored feelings hidden out of fear and apprehension, like an explorer who trembles before the unknown.
Scrupulous uncertainties, gentle notions — deep friendship is living on a false tonic, like a melody that never finds its harmony.
Impetuous and piercing with sharp vitality, tears fall for the unknown born from what remains contained within, like a volcano guarding its lava.

Without the courage to shout what is devouring me, like a lion roaring in silence.
Strange sensations rise from my depths, like roots spreading through the fertile soil of the soul.
Fear of rejection, of speaking from the heart with eyes closed — thus we live sealed affections, like a bird afraid to open its wings.

Platonic love, a false tonic, always spiritual, pure in its unparalleled sorrow, like a flower that never blooms.
Disappointments felt, always hidden, lived in shadows without delight or solace, like a sun that never rises.
With closed eyes we live forbidden loves, without the courage to scream what consumes us, like a secret that is never revealed.
Tears for the unknown born from what remains confined inside — I love the impossible and remain unmoved, like a warrior who fights without hope.