It has to be watered by the tears you cry as you comfort your friend,
It has to get the sun from the giggles and smiles while eating birthday cake,
It has to get it's nutrients from the secret conversations hastily whispered under blankets,
It has to have time...
Time to spread it's roots and grow,
Time to nestle in one of the compartments of your heart
And even after years - years of not seeing each other,
The plant remains, a hastily scribbled secret language hidden behind the bed where it used to live.
Friendship is a plant, but it can have thorns.
280 CHARACTERS?!? That's actually impossible. What's your experience been with friendships? I've certainly had my mix of plants...my friendship group at the moment is fairly small but I wouldn't change it for anything :)