for better or for worse...ღ
eclipseeuphoria, I've had friends in the last, all of which left my side for something I had done, a fault of my own that just seemed, to them, to unbearable to deal with. After a while, I had grown used to my own faults, my own misdemeanors and I had assumed that I would never find someone who completely accepted them all and would just smile and nod when I said something stupid or, even better, say something stupid back so we could both laugh. That was just a dream I would wake from...I never thought I would meet a friend like that.

Then...there was you.

It's been, what, 6 years now and I can still remember the first thing I said to you, our first fight, our first sleepover. I can remember quite a lot of things but what I remembered most vividly is the fact that regardless of what I said, what I did, you would always accept my apologies, as I would yours, and we could go straight back to laughing like it never happened. We had our groundbreaking screamfests...but the most we ever went without talking to eachother was a day. That is the friendship I thought I would never have. You got me through quite a few hard times and it was as if you were an angel, coming to me when I was at wit's end, when I was about to break and shatter...you came and helped me back onto my feet, back into a state of happiness I thought I had eluded for quite the while..thank you.

You are my best friend and that, I swear to you, will never change. Even if I never find a significant other to spend my life with, I'll always have you. Even if I never get married, I know I can sit with you on a couch, watch movies and laugh. I know I'll always have that comfort with you. You know me better then all of my boyfriends knew me...and that is why I know that you'll always me the one I can turn to, my best friend.

Which brings me to this point; I can say that I won't need a husband as long as I have my best friend by my side...and hell, on bended knee, I will ask you to be that 'husband', that companion, that best friend.

So, what about it, Sai? Take the place of a slobbish male who will mope around my house and possibly cheat on me with a more attractive woman who knows how to cook something, a man who will claim ignorance when the batteries in the remote for the TV die, a man who will want an ugly dog when I want a pretty dog, a man who will lay in bed as I romp around the house in an attempt to clean up the mess he's made with him and his lesser intelligent football buddies...marry me? ♥