Short and sweet, just like her.
Megan.
I don't even remember when I first started talking to Megan, but it was a long time ago, to be sure. More than 5 years ago, a bit after I first got the internet. She used to be afraid of me, and I won't say it was rightfully so, but it probably was. As happens to many of us, I was a rather mixed up and angry teenager. But Megan stuck by me, and helped see me through until today.
What's the difference between us... 5 years, I think. I know her birth-DAY, but always forget her birth-YEAR. I think it's '83 though. Ahck, me and math. It doesn't really matter, because I've always been able to talk to her about anything and everything. Sometimes she doesn't have a lot to say, but I know that she's concerned about me, and that she's feeling whatever I go through too. I wonder how she puts up with me and my mood swings so well... because sometimes I'm happy, and sometimes I'm content, and sometimes I'm crazy, and sometimes I'm depressed. But she never passes judgement on me. She never tells me that I shouldn't feel the way I do... or that I should feel another way. No one else does that, which is why I suppose I keep things to myself so much in day to day life. Everyone else either criticizes... or they go away from me. The last girl certainly did, after swearing that she wouldn't be one of "those", who would leave me hanging during the tough times if I opened up.
A lot of people make that claim, but there's really a miniscule few who ever follow up on it. Megan is one of them, and even if she has nothing to say, or no advice to give... that's part of what makes her so great. She hasn't run away on me yet, which makes me pretty sure she'll never really have reason to any other time. I don't know if it's that I treat her special (and I should), or if I'm just lucky, but she always responds to me in ways that other people just plain won't. And no, that's not "can't", nuh-uh, it's "won't".
She's been there through all my pain and joy. Through all my dumb relationships, superficial or not... and all of their searingly bad endings as well. I don't know exactly what it is that keeps us together after all this time... and has kept us almost perfectly argument free too... but I feel so blessed to be experiencing it. I guess we're just a lot alike, her and I. She's lovely, and nice, and pretty, and understanding, and sympathetic, and I love her dearly and don't know what I'd do without her to go to... whether with casual things, or deep heavy heart-attack sandwiches that no one else will hear me out of.
She's the best, and that's all there is to it.
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