lunes, 11 de abril de 2011

A brother may don't be a friend, but a friend, will always be a brother

They say you can't choose your family. They say you accept which fate chooses for you and, you like it or not, you love it or not, you understand it or not, you accept it for the rest of you life. 
But I don't agree with this. Family where you born is only a start point. Are who, better or worse, lead you in your first steps, in your first words and in your first experiences. But then, you grow up, learn things and then you are who have to choose.
And I don't think family to be only them whom bleed you share. No, nothing of that. Family are all of them who make you improve everyday. They with whom you share laughs, tears, dreams and disappoints.  Are all the people who are always there, and always forgive, for much that you hurt. The real family is that you're able to choose, the ones who make you see they deserve it. Family are all the people that never feel disappointed, because there isn't any expectation. Those who support you in each of your ideas, for quirky and crazy they become. The ones that, for you, make bleed if it is necessary. Those who give you one, no, thousand and one reasons to smile every morning, and make every bad moment become in something that worth be remembered forever. 
Yeah, I'm talking about my friends. Those for whom don't care if it's five in the afternoon or three in the morning, because are there, for everything you need. They are who don't fail you, who make you smile in any moment. Those who let you fail, but are always there to take the pieces of me when I fall, that is almost all times. They, they are who make me go on everyday. 
~Triss

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