Best Friends

Okay, so one of my friends was telling me how she had to write an essay about her best friend to explain why that person is her best friend. She picked me. (: I’m loved. Anyway. I’m going to write about the same things.

We all have friends, and whether we like to admit it or not, we love some more than others. Those few people are called our best friends and we can share almost anything and everything with them. I, personally have two best friends.
I’ve known my first best friend since about forever. (: She is truly amazing. She’s always been there for me. She’s been patiently with me through every major problem, rant, and cry. Of course she’s also shared the glorious moments of our lives too. She’s really far away right now, but I still talk to her all the time. I miss her insanely. I don’t think any of you actually understand. She doesn’t give the best advice, but she tries and it shows me she cares. (: She usually doesn’t know what to say and she can be very clueless but I love her just the same. We used to sit for hours doing nothing but playing Rummy or Scrabble. She practically lived at my house one summer, and I miss those times. She really has changed my life. Without her I don't honestly know where I would be. Time passes by so quickly when I talk to her and when I look at the clock and realize its 2 hours passed time to be in bed, I don't even care because I know those two hours were spent wisely. Who needs sleep when you have her? There are so many things I love about her, but to put it simply, I can’t put her amazing-ness into words.
My other best friend I’ve known for a much shorter time. I’ve only known him for about a year or so. As he reads this he’ll know whom he his. (: He’s different compared to other best friends I’ve had, but he’s my best friend because he can make me smile and laugh unless I’m really in a bad mood. He’s also really important because I can trust him with most things and be open with him when I want to be, even though I’m usually not. He doesn’t sit patiently and listen, he interrupts and says things he shouldn’t, but I’ve pretty much learned to accept it. He’s really nosey, but sometimes I’m grateful for it because it makes me realize things. He doesn’t understand a lot of things I say, because he’s a guy, so maybe he shouldn’t. He knows when to avoid me, and he knows when I need him to care. We argue about silly things, but it’s always okay in the end. (:
As you can see, there is some serious diversity in my best friends, and I think I love one more than the other, but you know how that goes. ;) Sure, I have other really close friends, and they all get closer and farther away from best friend hood everyday, so I’ve picked the two that I could write most about. I hope they realize they mean so much to me. I love you guys. (: