There is nothing like the best friend kind of love.

The love between friends can be sparked in a second, a spark that is not based upon perfect eyes or a crooked smile, but on simply laughing at something at the exact same moment or catching each other’s eye and knowing the same thought is running through your heads. Love between friends may only take a day and within that same week, you are sending ugly pictures and insulting each other and pouring your heart out over a bottle of rose΄.

From the get-go, you can be authentically yourself and there is something liberating and beautiful about that.

To click with someone who shares the same values as you, who becomes your biggest fan in a matter of days and wants to get to know you- all of you, even the scary, unattractive parts and will equally give parts of themselves back. You don’t have to force a friendship, you don’t have to worry if they just want to get in your knickers or will get jealous and disappear if you make other friends, or talk to other friends, or like a friend’s selfie on Facebook.

You can binge watch chick-flicks without being told the plot is lame, and eat a medium sized pizza each, while downing a bottle of wine and not feel an ounce of judgement – in fact, you’ll be judged if you don’t finish!

You don’t have to feel gross on your bloated stomach days, you can lift up your shirts and compare them and laugh with each other. You can turn to them when you are feeling the P.M.S emotions creeping up on you and vent to them about the same thing over and over again without being told you are obsessing.

You can be brutally honest with each other and tell them things you know they don’t want to hear because they need to hear it. You can tell them if their outfit isn’t on point or that their behaviour has been a bit shitty without them not talking to you for days. You can fight with them, say things in the heat of the moment and know that you’ll sort it out; you’ll be okay because your friendship is stronger than that. You can cool off  just after a few seconds and come back together and admit you are wrong without pride getting in the way or worrying you are going to break up.

You can survive distance because you know that texts and Skype are enough to sustain your friendship and you don’t have to be jealous of them spending time with other women while you’re not there; in fact, you encourage it because you don’t want them to be alone and you know you will always be their number one. And some days, your conversation will exist only of memes or facebook posts but you’ll both know exactly what the other is trying to say.

Other days, you don’t have to say anything at all, you can sense the storm raging inside their head and know that all they need is for you to wrap your arms around them and keep them steady.

Your person will encourage the parts of you, you’re afraid to  shine, they will pick up the pieces when you feel your world is falling apart and they will be the one cheering you on, pouring you another shot and taking photos of you while you’re bent over the toilet throwing up… but only to show you the next day so you can both laugh at what a top night it was, even if you promise to never get that drunk again and then do exactly that.

Love with a best friend is like falling in love with yourself.

It’s finding someone who gets the unedited, unfiltered, push-up bra, spanx free, bare faced version of you within a week, sometimes just a day and cherishes it, loves it, wants it for their rest of their life, no matter what.

From friends to family and even more..

To my tribe of humans,

Hi.
I love you.
And I won’t ever stop saying it. No matter how much it bugs you, this overdose of mush that I am.

And I know you secretly smile each time when I tell you what you mean to me.
I know how you equally appreciate our shared silences.  And the memories we have are just so many..

Untamed, wild, pure and free.

Here we are, years later, looking at the stars from your window and talking about everything under the sky.

How did it happen? How did it all start?
Because you  should know, you longer fit in the “friends” bill.
You have slid easily and deeply into the “soul tribe” one.
You have become “existence essentials.”

You are family.

And what a ride we’ve had, huh? From those early days when we were just learning how each other’s thoughts to now, when we no longer voice them out but know they are understood. From the time when we recognized each other’s soul to now, when we bask in each other’s presence. From when we would worry about fights to now, when we yell and scream only to hug it out in the end.

We’ve come a long way, loves. We’ve come to embracing each other’s dark as we celebrated our light. We’ve come to know how our fingers our shaped and how warm our ears get when we blush. We’ve come to know the way we smell as we lay down, side by side, on the bed and have reruns of our favorite movies. We’ve come to sense each other’s emotions like the incoming of our very own.

There are days when we can’t stand each other but to imagine a life without you’ll is like sinking into a void I’d never want to come out of. There are days when I just want to punch out all your teeth and tell you how much you annoy me, but I can’t imagine a moment when I don’t get to hug the hell out of your atoms.

Do you see? Do you see how every single day with you is a day I’d mark on the calendar because my loves, family is family.