I call you Friend. Together we've been through good and bad, and thick and thin. Never a doubt. Never a pout. You've stood by me, and that's what it's all about. The laughter, the tears, looking back through the years. I call you Friend, but let me make one thing clear. Most friends come and go. They breeze in, and then, they blow. But you were different, and that I surely know. Things never really changed. They just got rearranged. Now we're closer than ever, yet we somehow remained the same.