The Essence of Possessive Friendship

It was as if this poem was written by a very intellectual, eloquent, artsy me when I first read it in a book. Amazing how the poet captures the very essence of my feelings when it comes to friendship.

Friends

I fear it’s very wrong of me
And yet I must admit
When someone offers friendship
I want the whole of it.
I don’t want everybody else
To share my friends with me.
At least I want one special one
Who indisputably,
Likes me much more than all the rest
Who’s always on my side,
Who never cares what others say
Who lets me come and hide
Within his shadow, in his house –
It doesn’t matter where –
Who lets me simply be myself,
Who’s always, always, there.

Elizabeth Jennings

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