Existence

My name is "friend",
And I love you,
Can you love me ?
I give you things of mine.
How generous, and kind I am..
You'll give me things of yours, 
When I need it of course.
An expectation under a motivation.

My name is "best friend",
Sometimes I am called "love".
And ...
I give you the only thing of mine.
My ego.
Like selfishly I breathe.
Cause they're not for you, things I've done.
Nothing save to my self-satisfaction.
   On the street you're walking on,   
   A thousand houses long,
   Well, that's where I belong.
   And you belong with me,
   Not swallowed in the sea.
Therefore, be yourself.
Don't hesitate, don't hold back.
Fly, as high, as far ...

My name is "loved",
And you love me.
You give me things of yours.
A puzzle puzzling me,
Are you "friend" or "best friend" or "love" ?

Swimming in the sea of faces.
Foot prints on the sand.
Waves coming,
I don't mind.