...for now.

There is only one person that I can honestly say knows EVERYTHING, and that doesn’t live with me. Let us not forget to mention the fact that he is, in fact, not a girl. He’s the brother I never had, the friend I can tell anything to, the best girlfriend that I can gossip with (And he’s straight! What a concept!), the one who always knows when something is wrong, the one that never puts me down, the one that makes me smile and warm inside even when not talking about anything, which is usually the case, and the one that knows me inside and out and loves me just as much as I love him. Isn’t it a wonderful feeling when you can say that you have a friend of the opposite sex that can be so close to you, and he knows that he is this wonderful person to you? I wouldn’t be able to pinpoint how it all started, but I know that it happened without our knowledge, I’m sure of it. We met in sixth grade, though I vaguely remember it, and we were sarcastic masterminds together then as we are now and will forever be. He is my partner in crime.

I talk to him all the time. I tell him my problems, ALL of them. He rarely has any of his own, except for the imbecile that dwells on the other side of his bat cave. Now what does that say about my friend? HE’S BATMAN! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=diQHV_ZFyqY) In other words, he’s the best superhero. I was going to say he’s MY superhero, but that’s just weird, and let’s not forget to mention disturbing, but I will mention that he’s close to it. You know why? Simply because he puts up with my ranting, raging, passionate expression of whatever positive or negative feelings I possess at the time of contact, obsessions, and dilemmas. He finds joy in knowing these things, but someone has to listen, and he is more than willing to be that person and that works just perfectly for me. Think about the kinds of things going through a teenage girl’s mind. EXACTLY. He listens to it all, and even tries to give some feedback, or make me feel better at least. I love knowing that someone will always be willing to listen and will be disappointed if the story isn’t long enough.

I have so many friends that I can talk to about anything and we share laughs and fun and hardships and so many tears and headaches, yet there are some that just stand out among the rest. He is one of them. They will all forever stay in my heart and they all mean so much to me, I can’t fully express to them or to anyone else. Maybe I can find a way to express each one in some way, shape, or form that creates a window into the way I feel about them all in ways that one can hardly try to comprehend.

With him, I don’t need to mention a name. Why put a name on a relationship that is so pure and meant to be? He knows who he is, and you know who he is, and that’s how it is going to be…for now.