As I walk through the rain I feel each drop hit my skin. Time is so slow, there is an eternity between each drop. I can't feel myself walking. I fall to the ground. With my eyes still open, All I see is darkness in the rain. A dreary night for a soul to lose it's spark.
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, not the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship."