How much are you willing to sacrifice for someone other than yourself?

It seems to me that the sweet innocent friendship has, together with time, become a mere fairytale. In movies, in books, and even in songs, people speak of nobility and love. But do they really exist? I mean, really. Why would people sing of such glory when it was never to be found in the real world. But yet as we search, we come up with superfluous relationships around us, relationships ready to crumble under the threat of an imminent danger and relationships only around to fulfill a certain purpose of our lives. Is it lying somewhere there, deep down under, waiting for us to discover? Or is it just a endless dreams we chase in the short span of our lives but to find at the very end that our search has come to nought? That, my friend, I have no answers to.