Friendship.

friendship is like a fairy 

darting to and fro

just out of reach 

taunting us with it's closeness

friendship is like your mother's china bowl

it's delicate 

and so easily shattered 

by one wrong word or a twist of fate 

friendship is like a stick thrown too far

and your the dog 

who, no matter how hard they search, cannot find it

friendship is like a cup of tea

it's warm and comforting 

but if you leave it for too long 

it becomes cold

and longs for a trip through the microwave of

"talk to each other, and see what happened." 

but like most things you place in the microwave

it comes out a bit different 

sometimes so different

your left wondering 

do I want to be friends?

or do I want something else?