Now, I'm not saying this because it's cute or because it's what every girl seems to be saying nowadays, or simply because I have no other friends, because I do. Of course, I've had best friends before and I still do, but it's different now. When I was younger I had this amazing ability to get close to people quickly and open up to my friends in extremely sincere ways. I would be able to form such a strong personal connection with people and as I've grown, however, those bonds have faded and I find that whenever I go to get close to someone that it's just never the same.
I may seem like an open book with my emotions, but truly I do not open up well. I have a hard time talking about my feelings and expressing my emotions in person, which is why I feel like its hard to find that special person I can bond with. That being said, I have friends and I have best friends, but I don't have a best friend that I have that connection with; where I tell them everything and where everything comes effortlessly and I am always comfortable around them. Except with one person, my boyfriend. He just happens to be that person.
From early on you can tell when you have that connection with a person --especially when you want them to know everything about your life. You want them to open the deepest and darkest doors of your brain and then climb inside and look around. He is my best friend, as I am his, and it's a good feeling to find both in one person. He is the person I come home to after a crazy long day and call on the phone to fill him in on my day and complain about the latest drama. He is a shoulder to cry on and he patiently waits until I'm done with a meltdown or two to bring me back to reality. We go on shopping sprees together and have stores that we ritualistically visit on a monthly basis. We can communicate without even speaking, sometimes it feels like we have this language that wouldn't make sense to anyone else. He knows my weird quirks. He knows what I'm thinking or how I'm feeling without me even saying a word. We burst out laughing when we are not supposed to and we know when to be there for each other and when it's better just to leave each other alone. He knows how to speak for me when words can't.
I'm not afraid of judgment around him. I'm not ashamed to walk around with smeared makeup from a long day and the most unflattering outfit I can pull out of my closet. I am not worried that he will get sick of all my boring work stories and annoying girl drama. He gossips with me like two teenage girls would do (which I'm sure he will love that I am confessing to you). We have karaoke nights where it's just the two of us sitting there belting the lyrics to Rihanna and Pink at the top of our lungs and laughing at each other's terrible singing. He is my person.
He is my boyfriend, but first, he is my best friend and I wouldn't change that for the world.