This post is dedicated to someone, he knows who he is. I'm just going to be my normal weird self and not name any names, to make this confusing...:)
I love you. I really do. You're one of my best friends. I feel like I've known you forever, even though when it comes down to it, I really don't know that much about you. I can only know what you tell me afterall. That's okay, we have time for that. But I DO know that you are the sweetest guy I've ever known, and a great person. I love talking to you. When I'm feeling down, or mad at something, you're always there for me to talk to. You always have supportive words, and you manage to say exactly the right thing a lot of the time. When I'm not going all emo on you, we manage to have talks about everything and nothing, for hours and hours. And I love it. I feel so comfortable around you, I feel like I could tell you anything. I would trust you with my life.
Sometimes I think I don't deserve a friend as good as you. I've gotten annoyed at you so many times, over stupid things. Usually it's because you refused to agree with me when I was hating myself. I'm surprised you're still around, and insanely happy because of it. I apologize for all those times..:\ I've gotten mad at you and then hated myself for it minutes afterwards, simply because I CAN'T stay mad at you. It's not possible. The important part is though, that you still put up with me. I love you for that. Well, I love you for so many reasons I can't put them into words. I don't know what I would do if you weren't there for me sometimes. You're one of the reasons I keep on trying. I feel so safe in your arms. You have no idea, trust me, you really don't.
I just read all that over and it vaguely makes me sound like a lovesick fool. But yeah, we already know that whole deal. Or rather, we don't know it..or..whatever. Either way, you're an awesome guy, and please don't think otherwise. I know you can't help it sometimes, but really, would I lie to you?