I’ve never felt such a connection, a love, a need for someone’s presence in the most platonic of ways before in life. The idea of having a friend that is so necessary in my life for the good, the bad, and the ugly seemed like one of those things you hope for but never really receive. We have our best friends, our good friends, and our family. Those are a different kind of liking towards a person. A different connection on a totally different level. The importance of a platonic love in my life has never been so real and so important as it is now. In the terms of a show so close to my heart, Grey’s Anatomy, you are the Cristina Yang to my Meredith Grey.
We were always secondhand friends, friends through our closer friends. Once or twice we hung out alone but they were probably the most awkward of silences for most of the day. Then in what seemed like the most dramatic of fashions we went against the grain and spent a day together out of the blue. From there on out you were the person I knew I could talk to about anything with an open mind and without judgement. At this point it’s fair to say we know every corner of each other’s lives. Some things more grazed upon while others being picked apart to the root. Every car ride guarantees some form of a life altering discussion, and even then we still laugh about the dumbest of jokes moments after.
Life is hard, especially right now. Family loss, stress of school, work, transitioning into adulthood. It all adds up into the most aggravating of times. Having someone like you around to keep me at bay and remind me right from wrong. Always willing to tell me what I need to hear and taking what I tell you to heart, too. Whatever earth balancing simile one wants to call it, you are just that to me. A yin to my yang and one I hope permanently resides in life.
Thank you from the core of my being and back for becoming, on such short notice might i add, the balance in my otherwise upside life.