Old Friends

Today while I was being lazy on the couch I got a call from one of my best friends, ex boyfriend and all around good guy. Man, I haven't talked to him in years. He is my go to guy. It doesn't matter how much we hate each other, we could always call one another to get everything off our chest. Even if it was about that person. And the other one would listen to everything the other had to say and then talk to them about it. It was great. He was the only person who could calm me down when I would get mad, the only one who could make me smile when I was depressed and I have missed him.

We only talked for an hour, which I think is the shortest time we've ever talked on the phone. I didn't realize how much I counted on him to be my center until I discussed everything that has happened with me lately. And of course, him being him, put it all into perspective for me, because that's what he does.

We were on one of our random tangents and he said that he knew all about my past, and it didn't change his opinion of me and I told him that he doesn't count because he is in a category of his own. Which is true. He's the one person who I have always been able to count on, no matter what. Other people have faded in an out of my life but he is always the same. I love the fact that we can go two years, or two minutes, without talking to each other, and there never seems like there is a time difference between us. We pick up right where we left of.

It's good to know that friends like that still exist.