Significance of You

IV

Sophomore year, honors chemistry. That's where I met her. She was this happy girl. I knew almost nothing of her. All my friends were friends with her and I wanted to be her friend but I was scared to talk to new people. She was quiet and shy in a way. She just was so reserved and kept to herself. She was a good student in that class too. Always got her work done and always got good grades on the test. People would ask her for help with their homework. She was, to me, that smart girl who was always happy.

If I had never spoken to her, I would've never known that she wasn't always so happy. I would've never gotten to the point where I could say she was like me. Or more so that she dealt with the same things I dealt with. When we started talking, she ended up asking me about my writing and to see some of it. No one has ever really shown interest in my writing before but when I showed her, she related to it and told me that she wrote things as well. We talked for a bit and we shared our struggles. It was liberating.

Before I got the chance to speak to her, I just thought she was another one of the pretty girls who were athletic. I thought we had nothing in common. She was shy. That's just how she carried herself. There was absolutely no way for me to know that she was going through some of the same things as I was. The way she joked around with some of our classmates and the way she never really showed that she was ever upset was something I was envious of. I wanted to be as happy as she was.

Getting to know her was an impulse decision. I just texted her and we started talking. Out of the blue. It was probably one of the best decisions I've ever made. From what I've heard from her, it seems like she needed to know she wasn't alone and that someone was struggling like her. I'm glad that I get to be that person for her. I think fate works in crazy ways and this was what was in store for both of us. I think both of us will benefit greatly from this friendship. Truly.

She is a beautiful human being. She's gorgeous but it isn't just outward beauty. She's gorgeous beyond that. Every experience she's had, every time she's been down, the way she cares for people, that's how she is beautiful. She's an amazing person and she is my newest friend. I'm so thankful for her because I was feeling so lonely before she came along. Other people were there but almost none of them could actually understand how I was feeling or what was going on in my mind. She did. She understood it all. It's a tragically beautiful friendship between the two of us.