Friends

I always thought friends were always just... there,
Once strangers who I believed could be underestimated.
Yet now I understand the truth of that fallacious theory...
That there is absolutely no truth in it at all.
Because to think such thoughts about such individuals who have become a foundation of me,
And in a way, have become another family
Who I can run to, sometimes before my actual family comes in mind.
To know that they believe and choose to do the same thing,
To run to us friends, and sometimes specifically to me.
That is true infinite estimation that I have definetly underlooked,
Because as family is looked upon, the bonds cannot be measured.
To know that they will catch me when I'm running to no where,
And to know that they are my safety net when I'm falling from the cliffs of my thoughts.
To know they provide the answers to my happiness,
And to know that they provide the right when I am wrong.
To know that some of them will read this,
And realize that it is them I praise.
And to let them know that I've learned not to under-estimate them,
Because progressively, I have learned "To know" them.
And to realize that they are not merely "there"...
But rather "here", where I've had them all along.