Seeds Of My Youth

There is no such thing as a neverending friendship. The idea itself is purely utopic, to think that someone will stand with us forever no matter what happens. Some of you may think otherwise but let’s be reallistic, if it hasn’t yeat happened to you, it will.
We like to surround ourselves with people we like, people we know we can trust, people that trust us, people that for one or many reasons, have given us friendship and we took it gladly. Those friends mean a great deal to us and it is with them that we share our moments of happiness and sadness. The relationship can be formed by various ways but normally, through time spent together and a great number of conversations.
After we have spent time with them, we are already hoping for the next time we will be with them and we are concerned about them whenever things go wrong. Through time and intimacy, we come to know those little details that give away the mood the other person is in.
Of course, there isn’t someone perfect and our friends do have flaws. And sometimes arguments happen, arguments that are most of the times overcome. But not all arguments can be overcome, not all flaws can be polished, not all clashes can be forgotten.
And when pride gets a hold of the argument, the friendship is lost. Sometimes we simply don’t care or we don’t want to get even more angry but the ending result is the same: the end of a great friendship. And the fact remains, sooner or later; in a way or another, the friendship will end.

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Some days ago, a friend of mine (A) told me he was trying to forget the love he felt for one of my closest friends (M). Trying to help them out, I told my close friend his intentions in an attempt that he could mend things and everything could be allright with them. Then, he (M) talked to A asking if what I said was true. They argued and I think their relationship is pretty messed up.
A talked to me saying that I had betrayed him and that I was a dissappointment,that his trust for me was gone. I really didn’t saw this coming, all I wanted to do was help and okay, I didn’t but  my intentions were good so I acted rather coldly and uncaring and said “why should I talk with you and respond to all your arguments if we are never to talk again?”
I was sure that those were the last words we ever exchanged and I knew the consequences of what I was saying, and that didn’t stopped me at all. I just wasn’t up for being insulted when my actions were good in their objective.

Carlos André da Palma Alves

  ”It doesn’t rain very often in the town of Fairview, but when it does, it pours. It was on just such a day that Bree Van de Kamp went on her first date with her new friend, Orson Hodge. A date that ended with a kiss in the rain. Gabrielle Solis was conferring with her new divorce lawyer and describing in vivid detail her husband’s affair with their maid who also happened to be their surrogate. Meanwhile, Lynette Scavo was busy meeting her husband’s illegitimate daughter while resisting the urge to strangle the girl’s mother. This happened just after Susan Mayer learned Mike Delfino had been badly injured in a hit and run accident and was now in a coma at Fairview Memorial Hospital. At that same moment, Edie Britt was putting up a For Sale sign on the lawn of the house where I once lived. Edie had also planned to spruce up the property by washing down the driveway, but she was pleased to see the rain had already taken care of that. This is what rainy days are good for. They make everything clean again. Which is necessary on a street like Wisteria Lane where everything can get so messy.” -Brenda Strong in Desperate Housewives

It’s a common thing, to hear people saying this or that friend has changed. And most times, the change wasn’t for the best and the result is the ending of the friendship, or it becomes just a bump in the road and things go on as nothing had happened. But people don’t change. No matter their behaviour may seem awfully different than it was before, no matter how horrible the things said; or how good, the personality of the person hasn’t changed a bit.
Throughout the time a friendship dures,  you think you know your friend but you don’t. There are traits that only come up in certain times and with certain actions. And those traits can be immensely different from the normal personality and even contradictory.
Then, the friend can become a stranger, it’s somewhat tough, to learn new things about one’s personality because sometimes we are against those things, we can’t deal with them, or we simply don’t like them. The fact is sometimes, during hard times, people can become different from the ones we thought we knew and that change can make some damage. Especially, when that change turns good people into bad, making them do things they will regret bitterly later but felt good when they happened. Good isn’t exactly the word, they felt right. Maybe we were blinded by the rush of the moment and said things that hurt the person listening;maybe we did things he never thought we could do; maybe we thought things we were never capable of before; and maybe we did all these things alltogether.
It is dangerous, to a relationship (whatever kind) to change the way people look at us. They were with us because we were appealing and attractive psychologicaly and when those things vanish and turn into something else…not quite good…
But should we wait for those personality shifts in everyone? No! Not everyone changes his mind, some people remain exaclty the same. They are put to difficult times and still, react like you know they will.
It’s in the way people see life, their actions, thoughts, friends, and the way they see themselves… people don’t change; they don’t become monsters in a blink of an eye; they don’t become the sweetest angels when you know them as devils. They mutate momentarily due to the pressure of a particular moment, but the consequences of that moment and that brief mutation…can be permanent.
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(I will not write the other half of the post, the usually more intimate, because what made me write this text is slightly… painfull and I’d rather not write anything more)

“Every storm brings with it hope that somehow by morning, everything will be made clean again. And even the most troubling stains will have disappeared. Like the doubts over his innocence or the consequence of his mistake. Like the scars of his betrayal or the memory of his kiss. So we wait for the storm to pass hoping for the best even though we know in our hearts some stains are so indelible, nothing can wash them away.” -Brenda Strong in Desperate Housewives

Carlos André da Palma Alves