Significance of You

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I'm glad you decided to read on. Now, the subject of this chapter is someone nothing short of amazing. I met her my freshman year of high school. I didn't know anyone in my ceramics class but it was something about her that drew me in. Perhaps it was her curly hair which she decided to straighten or perhaps it was the way she kept to herself. Either way, I knew I had to go and bother her. And I did.

Throughout the school year, me and her became close. Actually, I became close with her entire friend group. But after a while, we broke apart and it became just us. I'd drive her home from school and we'd be in my car just screaming the lyrics to whatever song was on the radio. I'd come into her house and her mom would be so accepting of me. She even claimed I was her own son. I loved everything about her.

She brought out the goofiness in me. I always looked so upset and angry walking down the halls but that was just my face. Then she comes along and suddenly I'm cracking jokes and laughing like a maniac. It was like this for a while. If you seen her, you seen me as well. It worked both ways. She and I became inseparable. For a while, people just assumed we were together but little did they know,  she and I had become brother and sister. Perhaps not by blood but by the love we both shared for each other.

It was a very close friendship. During the summer, I would go and pick her up to do the simplest of tasks. I'd drive by her house, pick her up, and go get gas. She would sit on the hood of my car while I pumped gas and we would just talk. If I ordered a pizza, she would come pick it up with me. We would sit in my car with Bad Things by Machine Gun Kelly and Camila Cabello playing and just scream all the lyrics. We would go swimming at a water park near her house every so often and get Taco Bell afterwards. This was our relationship. Or part of it at least.

She was there for me through each and every bad heartbreak I had. Whether it be family related or romantic heartbreaks. And as I mentioned before, I had some bad issues with depression and suicidal thoughts. Each time I was broken and crying, she was there, comforting me and crying with me. She's given me more than just a friendship she's given me an entire family that looks out for me. She looks out for me. She's given me a reason to stay.

This is a friendship that has saved my life. A friendship that has brought out the best of me and also been there when I was at my worst. I'm beyond proud to call this girl my sister. I'm beyond proud to say that I love her.