Unspoken bonds

Not every bond is tied with thread,

Some live in words we’ve never said.

A glance, a smile, a silent tear,

A friend is someone always near.

They see the storms behind your eyes,

And stand with you when bright hope dies.

When dreams feel far and nights are long,

They hum your soul’s forgotten song.

Through every scar and shattered part,

They stitch the pieces of your heart.

Not with advice or perfect art,

But with their presence, pure and smart.

They know your flaws, yet choose to stay,

They see the dark, but light your way.

And even when the world is loud,

They lift you up, they make you proud.

So here’s to friends, both old and true,

The rarest stars in skies so blue.

They teach us how to love, to mend—

A soul is richest with a friend.

And when the world begins to fade,

They walk with you through light and shade.

Not needing answers, just the grace

To stay beside you in your space.

They hold your hand through silent nights,

And cheer you on to reach new heights.

Their love—a quiet, constant stream,

That waters every buried dream.

When life feels heavy, cold, or slow,

They bring the warmth you used to know.

For even time can’t wear or bend

The soul that’s tied to such a friend.

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