Posted by Anonymous on 2014/05/07 under Uncategorized Ever by my side, though often out of sight. Never forgotten. We first made acquaintance in childhood. A strange friendship, confusing. Uncertain and unusual. Never normal. We grew close in pubescence, learning each other intimately. Growth and understanding, with tendrils spreading and twining deeply. In dark nights, music as intermediary, we were bound forever. Years on, we sometimes seemed to grow apart. I sought new friends, new beliefs to follow. Shallow pursuits, meaningless trifles. Always I would return. Always. There is no change within me. The scars of friendship lay deep within, hidden and unsurfaced. There is no healing from my oldest friend, my truest companion. There is no moving on, no abandoning this relationship. My one constant, my only truth: I am nothing, and nothing matters.