I love them all deeply. My friends. Each individual with their individual thoughts, feelings and talents. I cherish them with my whole heart, could never see them hurt. But we all go through hard times, we all need help once in a while. I offer myself out to them. "Call me any time" I say. When calls come flooding at all hours, sometimes one in the morning or later (earlier?), I know that I am needed. But as they struggle, drowning in an ocean of sadness and worry; I sometimes find myself the rescuer, drowning along side them. It hurts me to see the people that I love hurt. I'll cry with them, but only because I hate to see them crying. I fear that negativity sometimes overtakes me, but I can't leave my dear friends alone. That would just contribute to what they're feeling. I will love and cherish on, I suppose. And hold onto that oath long-ago made."Friends Forever"...