he_listened fyn gula He walked along the path that sure footed deer made and sat beside the quick running stream upon a dead tree that had fallen years ago. He listened. "Don't try to be something. Be someone." That is what he heard and it was not spoken for he was alone. 000204 ... nah....! i used to have this friend who listened better than anyone i have ever met. he would just sit there and stare at me. stare stare stare. green eyes: vigilant and full of forgiveness and sweet invitation. he’d always wrap his arms around me, and he’d let me lay my head on his chest and lap. we even fell asleep together sometimes. he was so beautiful, so pure, so warm. we were true friends. he was probably the best male friend i’ve ever had. he never shut me off during those months that we were close. i loved how he’d always show up unannounced.....and we’d just sit for hours and talk and look at each other. light shined. and we’d go for walks and laugh about life and how silly it is. we’d go eat our meals together. he’d help me study for tests. he gave some of the best hugs i’ve ever received. he kept my secrets. he respected me. he loved me. then i lost his friendship. slowly, he walked away. there was no reason. i bet he’d still listen if he could, but she took him away. some things just aren’t fair. he was only my friend. i never wanted anything more from him. i just wanted him to listen. 011113 what's it to you? who go blather from