On a Friend I Value.

I can't say anything anymore at all ever.
But one thing becomes clearer each day.

Words, I'm not good at them lately (I should probably fix that so I can write application essays...), but even in my prime, what I want to say here will sound cliche as hell.

I have one very brilliant friend, who is well-rounded in every way.
I have one, and only one, very brilliant friend, who I can really talk to.
I do not mind this at all. I feel as if explaining anything to anyone else, is pointless.

What do I admire about his brilliancy?
He never tells me what to do... He never even tries.
He listens, and reads. And I know someone is there.
Ultimately, it is up to me to figure my shit out. I know this.
He knows this.
But he's too polite to tell me to shut up.

I could say anything, and he will still be there to hear it.
Even in my craziest of moments, he does not think less of me.

This friend of mine,
To me he is the light,
From a lightbulb that breaks sometimes.
And the tender warmth inside, is released into my life.

This brilliant brilliant human being,
We have something in common.
We have a lot in common.
Funny, when I first mentioned 'pi bonding,' I didn't fully see the bond we have.

We are brought together, on a certain understanding of a certain subject.
We hate this subject, and don't talk of it often, but at the same time,
I am so entirely grateful to have him in my life.

You know how I said well-rounded? Yes.
Of course the aforementioned serious subject brings us closer.
But what we more commonly focus on is making puns.
And making each other laugh.
"Good times" is what I call it, and it is as equally valuable as our common bond.

I don't think I would be the person I am without him.
This is all extremely mushy and cliche and whatever,
But I figured since I am finally feeling SOMETHING,
I would like to express it.