Just like an elder said:
Love is blind, but friendship closes its eyes
As my love is blind, and this blindness drives it into fragile substance
And I’m sure, you are not deserve to break it nor to care it gently
Your cynical smile may perish its texture
Your harsh words may stop its beats
Your high and mighty may destroy its color
So dear,
Please be my 2nd circle
For I can keep my eyes close
Keep in keen when you keep complaining
Keep in silent when you keep yelling
Keep in faith when you keep rue
Keep in condone when you keep rough
Just because I am your friend!
