Accost of Living

So, I asked of my life, "What is it that you want from me?"

My life replied of me, "Everything that you achieve."

"And my friends?" I inquired, "Will you take what they achieve?"

My life looked at me shrewdly, "I will take no more than they are willing to give. For, they will not give more than such."

"Costly it is, to retain that attachment to me," I succumbed.

"Detrimental to them is it," life quipped, "the power of your personality."

"And if I requested that you leave them be, life of mine?"

"Then would I request of you to leave them."

We are the sum of everything we have done. Without each other we would be a death not worth remembering.