Friendship

Friendship is a choice.
Each phone call,
Every text message,
All of the minutes spent together,
Are the glue that keep friends together.
Love isn't a choice.
Family is a birthright.
It’s only friendship,
The tenuous weave of events and memories,
That bond us.
Friendship is strong,
But it is discardable.
It is merely a choice that keeps a friend, a friend.
At any moment,
Misbegotten or not,
The decision can be made,
To make a friend a thing of the past.
Once,
Long ago,
It was put to me,
As an assumed tie.
A relationship,
That only exists because it once existed.
That,
That simple thing,
Is what makes friendship so valuable.