I have a friend, and I’m going to be her friend forever. Little does she realize just how important her friendship is to me. We haven’t known each other that long, but I swear it seems as if we’ve known each other our whole lives. In the mornings when I wake up, I cannot wait to see her big, beautiful eyes twinkling at me. Sometimes, she smiles at me in a way that just makes my whole insides melt. No matter how bad of a mood I’m in when I see her, she always makes me feel better.
We don’t always see eye to eye, don’t get me wrong. We have disagreements, we have arguments, and sometimes we have staring contests. There’s never a winner, there’s never a loser, and there’s never a tie. They just happen, then they’re not happening anymore, but the bond we share is never broken.
There are times when I can’t believe how lucky I am to have been blessed with her. I love watching her sleep, I love watching her talk, and I love watching her just be. She means absolutely everything to me, and there’s nothing in this world that I will ever let take that from me. Some things were meant for a reason, and she was definitely meant for me. I believe I am here to be her friend, to be her protector, and to be her rock whenever she is on shaky ground.
I believe she looks up to me, just as I do (for totally different reasons) her. I am in total awe of her, and I have been since the day that I first met her. She looks at me for direction and guidance. I too, look to her for the same.
She takes my breath away every time I close my eyes. She gives the absolute best kisses and even better hugs. She makes me want to never take my arms from around her shoulder, but at the same time she makes me want to set her free to the world.
I want everything that she wants for herself. In fact, I want even more for her, than what she wants for herself. I want her to be OK. In fact, I want her to be just fine. I want her to not be judgemental, and I want her to remain a kind person for the rest of her life. I hope she too, believes that she can be a positive influence in somebody’s life. I hope she thinks that I am being one in her life.
I look at our friendship as if it were a brand-new book. I feel like we are finally getting to the good part, but in reality, we’re still reading the back cover. It’s almost as if all the best is still yet to come, because we haven’t even opened the cover off of our friendship yet.
It is because of these very things (Ashleigh, Taralynn, Ella, and Audrey), that I can never be anything more to you than what you allow me to be. I am your father, your friend, your protector, your ally, your teacher, your dad, your parent, your whatever you need me to be. Forever. Because you have all stolen my heart. Daddy loves you…