You can be a bit clingy, sure, but you are also trustworthy, loyal, cheerful and sparky. When treated right, you are the best friend a person could wish for. When trouble comes you have a tendency to withdraw and be submissive, yet during that withdrawal period you figure out unique and creative solutions that elude others. It is the way of the natural peacemaker, to take a step back from conflicts, see the bigger picture and attempt to solve the root of the problem. It takes all sorts to make the world go round. "Clingy" has been stigmatised, as have the more "dependent" types, but in that these benefits are overlooked. So be aware of your impact on others, they have their own lives, a need for time alone, a need for time with other friends and family. Honour that. Stay true to your values and you'll be alright. Being a good hearted person counts for a lot. After all, there are a lot of "Shreks" out there, and they need to meet "Donkey," right? They need the friend who stays with them as a steady and warm light, one who proves to them that love is real.
Best friend you are the spark that relights my pilot light, and I am yours. Thus we became lights in safe harbours for one another and those we love. This is what great friendship can do and this is love.
You are my best friend. You are stability when the world goes nuts. I am the same for you. Together we navigate, grow and follow our passions. I am so proud that you have changed so much, that you become a better person as you mature. If in this life I only have one friend as good as you, then I am luckier than I ever expected to be.
You are my sunshine and so it is always light in my world, there is the sweet velvety night, there is even inky and perfect black... but your friendship is a light to me that somehow grows inside my soul and shines through my own eyes. That is what a best friend can do, one who loves you.
In the push and pull between the primitive drive and higher-order social mind, I resent and then love you, my friend. I am well schooled in what love is, what love is not. When the primitive drive takes the wheel it's hard to fight it, to stay what a friend should be. If I wait for the panic to subside, to feel the sadness that lives beneath my anger, to let the fear be acknowledged... then I'm in control. Soon the feelings of love come back and I want to hold you so close. In truth, whenever the wintry rain sets in I want to run to you. Only you. Every time. Maybe one day that'll actually happen, or perhaps you'll run to me. Either way, regardless of outward appearances, you're the only one my heart has let in.
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