10 Things I Love About You

This is for my best friend, my confidante, my support, my partner in a lot of crimes, my sleepover buddy, my link to childhood. This is for you, and for me, and for our friendship which has stuck through TEN years, a rocky ride, yes, but we made it! Here's to a hundred years more and too a lot of love and happiness.

There are a million things I love about you. But here are the top ten, the ones which can be put into words. The other, tiny small things which are better left unsaid, the ones which make this truly special, I shall leave them in our thoughts and not put them on paper. 


You were my first Harry Potter buddy. Most special. We've sat on stairs and read our books side by side. We've cried when Sirius died. We've collected all sorts of articles and photos and had a MILLION scrapbooks each. We've crushed on Daniel Radcliffe and Tom Felton respectively. We grew up on it. Beautiful memories. Irreplaceable.

You were like me. Where I say like me, it means insanely like me. We loved stickers, stationery, books, all things edible, remembered everyone's birthday.. It was insane. Awesomely insane because I never had someone sooo similar to me.

We've stuck through a LOT of shit. A lot of misunderstandings, a lot of growing up shit we shouldn't have had. I pretty much thought I lost you. I'm glad I didn't. I loved how even in times of shit we could still rely on each other. We've seen each other through our worst phases, absolutely crazy insane phases where we were doing god knows what. We accept each other knowing all of that.

 

We're like sisters. I never feel away from home when I am at your home/with you. We know everyone in each other's family, they all know us, it's like you belong to my home as much as I do. That's pretty incredible, eh?

We don't have cute pictures. Okay, I don't really "love" that, but it's sort of symbolic. All the people in my life I truly love, I don't have a single decent picture with them. Haha. Guess some people are just meant to stay in your heart.

You show me the truth. It's extremely hard to stand up to your enemies and even harder to stand up to your friends. You never mollified anything. It was always flat, out in the open. What you felt, you said.

We aren't on Facebook. How cool is that? Seriously. It's not something we're made for. We're made for greater things. *wink*

We've never done conventional things friends do. Go out for dinners and lunches or parties. We were always homebodies. A part of me craves for those memories with you, but I know what we have is even better. Sprawled on the bed munching on some cake rusks and laughing like maniacs in our pajamas. Those kinda memories.

You are my pillar of support. Like a shadow, almost. I don't need to tell you if I need something. You're there. You get offended if I tell you something bothering me. It's like you're supposed to know. It's your duty to comfort me in times of need. Like when I was moving. You helped me with packing, took care of my meals and slept on my dusty bed in my bare room just so that I don't have to do it all alone.

You remember things. Like I do. You're mature. Smart. A beautiful girl. A wonderful person. You're not perfect and that is something which makes me feel so secure. That we'll manage. This friendship. We've lost an army of friends, you and I, people we thought were here to stay. We made through it. We've been stupid and daft, but we sailed past that. Past what people thought of us. We did what we liked, and I feel it makes us more content than all the others who lived for everyone else. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me the most. I'm sorry. You're in my thoughts, you're in my prayers, and I always have and will wish the best for you. You deserve it.

Thank you Shreya :)