Day 1

To My Best Friend:

It's obvious you are my best friend, though how intimate that term implies our relationship to stand is dubious.

We are friends, no doubt; we've been friends since middle school. We became good friends, great friends, then better friends, though it wasn't until senior year of high school that we became best friends, I think. It's was just us alone at lunch, mostly you who I talked to. My shy and reserved nature almost guaranteed you'd be my best friend.

I've not had an absolute best friend, like how you see on t.v. or the movies. Though, to be honest, I don't know if those exist. Fiction or not, I've always striven to have that kind of relationship with someone. I've always had friends; I'm not one to be alone most of the time, though I've had my share of lonely times. But I've never had serious relationships--not until middle school when we formed a close group of friends with those other guys. And even though we didn't immediately connect, I think we have a stronger bond now because it took years to develop our relationship. We have a history; we have stories together. Our friendship doesn't rely on stupidity; it has a strength all to it's own. We have respect for each other, we show kindness each other. I can spill bits of my soul with sober sincerity to you and you'd accept me. It's a nice, quiet kind of respect, kindness, and love.

But that doesn't mean you don't annoy the hell out of me sometimes.

Haha.