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How do you define a friend?
What is that line, when crossed, so that they become your friend?
Whatever happened to the word acquaintance, or a simple co-worker, or classmate?
Then where is the boundary that an acquaintance levels up to become your friend?

When they affect your life in a personal manner?

Can someone you never met in your life be a friend? Can you be a friend to someone who doesn't want to be friends with you? Can someone you've known for ten years be less of a friend than someone you've known for less than one?

Then why do we have different kinds of friends?
A .... friend? Those whom you just have fun and hang around with?
A close friend? Those whom you can share your mind with?
An old friend? Those whom understands you at the wink of an eye?
A girlfriend/boyfriend? That who becomes your most important friend, that you love and cherish?

Then what about a friend, close or not, that you haven't talked to in a long time? Do they just delevel back to a acquaintance? When does a friend becomes a close friend? How long does it take for a friend for you to determine that they're 'close'? What about if something happened to you and you want to share your feelings with your friends? Then you might not want to tell some of your other friends because you don't want them to worry; then which of these friends are the more important ones? Or when you have to make a decision between an old friend and your girlfriend? An old friendship that lasted for ten years or a love relationship that lasted for two?

Can you not just love a friend? a close friend? Is it not the same? You care and cherish for one another, just not intimately?
Then where is the line that when that love becomes intimate?

Or better said; What is love?

Love is an emotion, ideal, statement, process, form of trust, expression, inspiration, obsession.

Yet it still cannot be properly defined.

Then where is the line that when the term 'like' exceeds its meaning and that you had to use the word 'love'?

Lines. Boundaries. Limits.

The world is limitless. Boundless.
Lines blurred, definitions distorted.

The world is a giant distorted society blinded by what they percieve.
Nothing is certain in this world, nothing is concrete.
It is not a lie. It is just merely what people choose to believe.
Dreams. Reason. Insanity. Few of the many things that society created.

Words can only express so much.