Talk With an Old Friend

I was sitting with an old friend one day.
He took me aside to chat and heard what I had to say.
Sitting there, I just had to ask, “Do you believe in love?”
He said, “Sure.” And I asked why. He said,” It’s for the one you put above.”
I told him it was impossible and he stared straight at me.
“It’s an indescribable feeling for another you always feel.” Said he.
I asked how he knew what it felt like if you only feel it once.
He explained that you’d feel it for many, many months.
I told him I wasn’t convinced and he asked why.
I said, “If we love, why do we hate? If we love why do we lie?
“If we love then why don’t we always show it?
“Why do you love then one day just quit?”
He looked at me and shook his head.
“You’re wrong. You don’t understand.” He said.
Then he took my hand and gently replied.
“You’ll know when you find it and won’t question why.
“It’ll hit you unexpectedly and then you’ll just know.”
He kissed my cheek and then stood to go.
“You’ll find love someday. I promise you.”
I still asked though, how he possibly knew.
He told me that everyone would discover love one day.
As he began leaving, I had to ask him to please stay.
He said perhaps another time when we could talk again.
I said okay and he was gone… my talk with an old friend.