dear?

There is this group of people
that i love so much,
that i want to protect so much,
that i care so much.

This group of people are the people i deem as my 'buddies',
but somehow,
we are not really as close as what we think.

They are the people i want to share my problem with if any,
but they dont.
They are the people i want to share my burden with if any,
but they dont.

That is definitely not my definition of 'buddies'.
We seldom share our problems.
Deep inside our heart,
We have kept so so so so much from each other.

They are the people who i feel very happy when hanging out with.
But there are certainly always somepeople when going out,
They give me the feeling that going out with us is the worst thing in life.
Whats with the face and attitude?

I always thought i understand my dear friends quite well,
but sometimes i am skeptical over my own ideas.

Han Quan