I have a friend.
He's so sweet to me.
He writes me poetry, he sends me music, we text, we email, we talk... this guy is wonderful. Did I mention he's my friend??
He's so into me. We flirt, we laugh, we talk about our favorite foods, we plan to travel together, last night he had the steamiest dream about ME and just reading the details made my face flush beet red. Did I mention he's my friend??
He listens to me about my dating woes, he listens to me complain about slacking off on going to the gym, he likes to hear my voice, he loves when we go spelunking (private joke), he accepts my quirks and my expressions and my hang ups. But- he's my friend.
You know what I like best about this friendship? Its free. Its open. Its easy. I don't have to worry about the labels. I don't have to wonder where its going or where it won't be going. I don't have to care who else he sends poetry or who else he spelunks with. All I know is I can text him a *Slurp* and he knows exactly what it means. I can tell him its time to cave dive and he tells me to give him 5 minutes. I can tell him I'm having a fat attack and he can tell me what he just made for dinner. Thats friendship.
I remember when a comedian was talking about men fighting not to end up in the friend zone/jar. He said that once a man ends up on the jar there is no coming out. The thing is that many man become friends with women as a means to become more than friends down the line. Some women do the same thing. Its nice to know that I have a friend who wants nothing more than to savor all that I am. We aren't restricted at all. We can flirt and talk about who is going to put it on who one minute and then give a recap of a date the night before. He can hug me and squeeze me like its the last time and then we can text each other about how dried apricots give you wicked stink gas.
These are the type of friendships I need. So many things are labled. You cant have friends, you have to have a BEST friend. You can't have kids, you have to have a FAVORITE. You can't have a guy thats a friend, he has to be a FRIEND WITH BENEFITS. These days that only thing that I benefit from is knowing that I can be myself while being by myself. So, if I am in the friend jar, box, or zone... I think I'm going to chill here for awhile because its a nice place to be.
He's so sweet to me.
He writes me poetry, he sends me music, we text, we email, we talk... this guy is wonderful. Did I mention he's my friend??He's so into me. We flirt, we laugh, we talk about our favorite foods, we plan to travel together, last night he had the steamiest dream about ME and just reading the details made my face flush beet red. Did I mention he's my friend??
He listens to me about my dating woes, he listens to me complain about slacking off on going to the gym, he likes to hear my voice, he loves when we go spelunking (private joke), he accepts my quirks and my expressions and my hang ups. But- he's my friend.
You know what I like best about this friendship? Its free. Its open. Its easy. I don't have to worry about the labels. I don't have to wonder where its going or where it won't be going. I don't have to care who else he sends poetry or who else he spelunks with. All I know is I can text him a *Slurp* and he knows exactly what it means. I can tell him its time to cave dive and he tells me to give him 5 minutes. I can tell him I'm having a fat attack and he can tell me what he just made for dinner. Thats friendship.
I remember when a comedian was talking about men fighting not to end up in the friend zone/jar. He said that once a man ends up on the jar there is no coming out. The thing is that many man become friends with women as a means to become more than friends down the line. Some women do the same thing. Its nice to know that I have a friend who wants nothing more than to savor all that I am. We aren't restricted at all. We can flirt and talk about who is going to put it on who one minute and then give a recap of a date the night before. He can hug me and squeeze me like its the last time and then we can text each other about how dried apricots give you wicked stink gas.
These are the type of friendships I need. So many things are labled. You cant have friends, you have to have a BEST friend. You can't have kids, you have to have a FAVORITE. You can't have a guy thats a friend, he has to be a FRIEND WITH BENEFITS. These days that only thing that I benefit from is knowing that I can be myself while being by myself. So, if I am in the friend jar, box, or zone... I think I'm going to chill here for awhile because its a nice place to be.
Very well said....Bravo...Bravo...Bravo!!!!! Black Forest still rules all!!!!!!!!!
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