I met her my seventh grade year. Her eighth grade year. Fourth hour choir class. God, how we hated that class and that teacher. It was terrible but since I had her in the class, it wasn't too terrible. She made the class fun. We joked around the entire time. I had a crush on her. How could I not? She was this eccentric being who wore the loudest colors and could make you laugh so hard that you could feel abs coming in. On top of that, she was absolutely beautiful. She could steal your heart without even realizing it.
Currently she has this pink hair and it's kind of faded but it still looks super cute. She's got these big ol' lips that are great for kissing. I got to know about that. But when she smiles, that's when you're in trouble. That's when she steals your heart without even trying. She's beautiful. Sometimes she won't see that, but she is. Breathtakingly so. That's what drew me into her. That's the reason I even asked her to be my "wife". It was a dumb middle school thing that carried on into high school. I wouldn't have it any other way.
She's always been there for me. Every time I needed a hug or even just someone to hang out with, she was there. She's never left me alone before. She's reliable like that. She never hesitates to tell you what's on her mind either. She will proudly tell you that she hates you and that she doesn't want you around anymore. But she will also proudly tell you how much she loves you. She's passionate. She's caring. She's loving. She makes it her mission to show someone a love that they've never felt before and that in itself is admirable.
After a few years, the feelings I had for her faded but I still love her. We still go and claim each other as "wifey and hubby" as if we're those young middle schoolers still. That's what's so amazing about this friendship. We still act like children when we know we're both about to be grown and graduated. I really hope that even after high school is over, she'll still be in my life. I'd be so sad if she wasn't. She's an amazing, loving person. This is a bond that I am not willing to lose. Ever.
The friendship we have could get serious. It has before. There have been deep conversations before and I don't want to put those in here because that's only one percent of our relationship. The other 99% is that we're wild together. We're goofy. We're like children. That's the amazing thing about her. We could be old and grey and still joke around like we're middle school children again. This is a bond I will not outgrow. Ever. She knows this, I know this. I'll forever love her, through every crazy hair color that she decides to try on. That's a promise.
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Significance of You
Non-FictionEvery single person who comes into your life changes you. They have an impact on your life even after they leave. Each person's impact is different. These are the impacts in my life.