You were the friend and the only friend, who I knew would be my side until the bitter end. You were the one and the only one, who I trusted never to be flustered to submission. As your friend, I wanted you to know:
It takes more strength to love than hurt
It takes more strength to save than destroy
It takes more strength to rebuild than collapse
It takes more strength to fight than give in
I know how stubborn you are though so, before you go; answer me a question, heart to heart, to your friend?
I remember one of the strongest people in my life but, maybe it is I who is distorted.
Did I befriend a coward?