You're not my friend, and will never be. You're filling yourself with opaque broken shards of glass, and then cheating yourself because glass is transparent. Your fake nonchalant gestures used to move me and had given me a mutual trust which I strongly believed, but now your transparency enabled me to see you crystal clearly and know that beneath all those hugs, you're just another human being who taught me the negative side of life.

Friends, they don't need you to shed crocodile tears, all they yearn for is your constant support and never failing trust in them. They have you to be their magician, to change their misfortunes into successes, to flip their downturns into little brinks of smiles and then slowly wide broad grins into finally guffaws of laughter. Even when their day is horribly rotten, they know you'll be there with a tissue or a leaning shoulder and their trust in you, engraved onto something invisible --- friendship.