I remember giving him girl advice.
I also remember it working out pretty well.
I remember long talks on the phone with him.
I remember him crying.
I remember comforting him.
I remember studying our little butts off together.
I remember always going to him for help, in anything.
I remember competing with him in school.
I remember sharing a locker with him.
I remember his stinky track clothes.
I remember leaving notes in the locker for each other to see.
I remember planning swirl with him.
I remember planning to be in Rotary with him.
I remember working with him on student government things.
I remember him admitting to me that he loves me as a BFF.
I remember having a crush on him.
I remember skipping class with him.
I remember hanging out with him at his house.
I remember doing the 24hr Film Festival with him.
I remember his smile, which is permanently seared into my brain.
I remember him showing me what Nike running shoes he wanted.
I remember telling him everything and not being afraid to do so.
Why do I remember all of these things? Because I love him.
I love him because he has truly never left me, because even though I moved, we still talk a lot. I love him because he proved our friendship doesn't change over distance but grows with time. We're strong because we care about each other. And he's forever my BGF. I can't wait to attend his wedding and have his children call me aunty; I can't wait to cry to him when I can't stand anything anymore; I can't wait to celebrate with him all the amazing things in life; and I can't wait to continue telling him everything.
max bultman, you are my best guy friend...forever.
- mittens.
