Friendship is also a two-way street. It's giving and accepting, an unspoken mutual exchange. It's trust, both at once tenuous and fragile. The wonder of it all is that friendships happen, miraculously, to ordinary people, like you and me. People drop their guards, give in to trust, and find themselves sharing their truths with another person.
People drop their selfishnesses, and come to ca re for another, deeply and intensely.
Out of people, innately malicious and self-focused people, friendship is somehow born. It's a miracle. She was the most beautiful person I had ever met. Wherever she walked, happiness was bound to follow. She distributed it as she would a bouquet of flowers, handing to each person she met a perfect blossom of joy.