Wars Come And Go

The Army A Masses

You have embarked upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many years. The eyes of the world are upon you. Many of us have developed friendships that run more than skin deep. Many of us have friendships that are so deep the blood has fused together. We are in the midst of the greatest war to plague mankind. This is a war and we are soldiers. Death can come for us at any time, in any place. Pawns to the great crimson covered battlefield. I know that I am a soldier to time. I get in line and I salute. All of our lives, we have fought this war. We will continue to fight this war until the very end of our lives. But we can make it better... This is not going to be easy. I promise you that it won't. In the next few months life will not get any easier. It only gets harder from here. As you walk through the valley of the shadow of death take a look at your life and realize there's everything to lose in this war. Everything that you have worked so hard to build over so many years. Gone in an instant. Recently, we have lost a battle. In order to win the war we must ban together. Even if we lose the war, together we have a chance for survival. Why are we so blind that we cannot see the ones we hurt are the ones that we have that will pull us out of the tough spots and be there for the good times? Out of the smoke of the arms we fight so fight gallantly with we will remember that wars come and go but we, the soldiers , will stay eternal...
Evidentally the definition of true, genuine friendship has been lost to time as we know it. That is sad, truly it is. I am actually sorry to know that fact. A real friend wouldn't taunt you on to doing something stupid, a real friend, although blunt, will tell you the truth, not what you want to hear. Obviously the definition of a friend has been skewed here today. I am deeply sorry for that. If you do not want to be friends just say it and I'll leave you alone. But instead you claim that you do, time and time again, just for me to end up rejected. A real friend is not one who will agree with everything you say all of the time. A real friend is not made over a bottle. These are not real friendships. These are not the friends that will be by yourside through the dark and the light, through the good and the bad, through the fiery depths of hell and back. That is a friend, loyal and true.
This is the final countdown. In approximately 469 days we will, more than likely, never see each other again. That will be it. That will be the end of the road. It sucks to think about but that's it. We will go our seperate paths, to our seperate schools, to our seperate friends. You may say that you will always be with so-and-so but that is never how it truly works out. Now true, some will, but most won't. Especially not if the friendship is a false one. The actions that we take now will forever play in the future. Let us make wise ones at that. By doing so, we ensure more that the ones that we truly love will be protected through time. Let us make these last 469 days the best that we ever had, together, for the better, making good decisions.
I believe that is all that I have to say for the moment. I wish that each and every one of you reading this takes what I have had to say very seriously. I only write what I do because I care about each and every one of you, even if the feelings are not reciprocated. I do not want anything but the best for all of you. No more. No less. It would be a shame if one of you did something really stupid. So please, I beg all of you to hear my plea. Remember, this is the final countdown so, please, end this madness now for the betterment of the group, your friends, and, above all, yourselves.
Remember, champagne for our real friends, and real pain for our sham friends. Please comment.
Preston