Friends
People come and the same people go
They exist for a reason, a purpose for which you do not know
It could be to raise you when you are low
Or to be your hidden light, your mistletoe
I know so little about philosophy
Yet, I understand all it has taught me.
They believe not all friend are...
They exist for a reason, a purpose for which you do not know
It could be to raise you when you are low
Or to be your hidden light, your mistletoe
I know so little about philosophy
Yet, I understand all it has taught me.
They believe not all friend are...