This lady is possibly the most genuinely kind hearted person I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting. You really take for granted the people in your life, and how much of an impact they have on your life. She left for college and I haven’t seen her in 6 months. She was always the person who told me that what I did was bad but always told me that she never loved me any different, or any less. She always reminded me that I have so much value. One night while we were at a retreat for church. We were snuggled up in our sleeping bags, and we just talked for hours. About our mistakes, about the things we regretted most. & her and I just cried. We told each other that no matter how much mistakes we make, we have each other and we always will still have God. She’s the most influential person I’ve ever met… And she’s the one person that never let me give up hope. & I couldn’t repay her for everything that she’s done in my life. I miss her so much, and I’m wishing her the best while she’s continuing away from college. ❤
We make no sense. We’re not a label anymore but all the feelings are still there, all the pictures still up, all the memories thick in our minds… You would never guess, we’re suffering from a broken heart. I’d rather not be together, than lose my best friend, lose the one person that makes everything better just by being with me… But knowing you’re not mine, is killing me, but I won’t let you know that.
I love you. I love all of you. I love that you make me laugh with your terrible singing, I love when your happy your eyes sparkle and then look straight into mine and have the biggest smile on your face. I love when you grad my hand and will just hold it and not even realize that you’ve been holding it I love when you make fun of me just because you know what bugs me. I love that you care about my feelings. I love that you never want to hurt me. I love that you aren’t afraid to be yourself. I love when you poke my cheek when you prove a point. I love when we start to play wrestle and I end up locked between your legs. I love when you tug my hair, when were talking about something stupid. I love that I can be myself around you without feeling akward. I love the way you say my name when your happy. I love that I can put up with your asshole moments, cause I’d rather lose an argument than lose you. I hate that I love you, because your my best friend. & I don’t know if that’s all we will ever be… I love my best friend.
I think people get too obsessed with the idea of wanting a relationship. Were teenagers, we don’t need a serious commitment… all we need is a best friend. Someone who can make us laugh more than we breath, someone who knows us more than we know ourselves, someone who will accept us for who we are, and someone who will care for us not because they have to, but because they want to. When we have that…the rest will fall into place. ♥