slippingthroughmyfingers

I have one friend, who might stab me in the back. But at least, that one friend, will always be there. He will always be easy to find. He will never leave me. There will always be endless amounts of him. And he will never hesitate to comfort me when I need it the most. I'm afraid though, that this very reliable friend. Will someday make the ones I'm now so afraid of losing, disappear. Make my whole life disappear in front of my eyes. And I will be able to do nothing. The question is; If the price for his friendship, his comfort, his power to make me fall softly into oblivion is so high. Is that friend worth my time? Probably not. But I'm not sure whether, now that I've found my piece of heaven (more correctly my illusion of heaven) that I will be able to let that unbelieveable comfort go. So very stupid. This is so very stupid.