A Note to my Best Friend

You may not know it, but you have always been my best friend. You may not care, but deep down you love me as much I love you. We may hate each other, we may fight, and we may never say a word to each other even though I live right next door. That’s OK, because when I need you the most, you are there. 

When you cannot handle the stress of real life and have a few too many, I am there to pick you up, always. You have a built in designated driver. You trust me with your stress and the things you cannot say to someone else. Sometimes it feels like I am your shrink, the one who holds your deepest secrets even though they are not world changing. Our car rides, even though brief help me, as much as they help you blow off steam. 

We may never go out together, but I know you have my back, as I yours; from the time I took the bus home in second grade and you could not find me and screamed for the bus driver to stop until you knew I was alright. You pretend not to care, but in the end it’s you and me. When they fight and scream and slam the doors, you look at me every time to make sure I am all right. I notice, even though you look away when I look at you.

I steal your clothes and you get mad, but that’s life. What would life be without me keeping you on your toes?

We have been through it all. You held my hand at grampy’s funeral. You took the blame when I locked all the doors to the house and we all got locked out with the nanny and her 7 month old baby. You were my horse when we played cowboys and Indians. We blew up coke bottles with Mentos and destroyed the house with our forts. You told me I was adopted, and I was inclined to believe you.                                            

                                       

I stole (borrowed, its all relative) your GI Joes and your horse collection. I pretended you hit me in the back seat of the car on two hour car rides to the cape. I made you wish you didn’t have a sister. 

You are my brother, and as much as I make you crazy, you will always be in my life. I may tend to over shadow your quiet personality, but I would never be that annoying, persistent, crazy kid I am, without you. You make up a part of me that I wouldn’t change for anything. 

You are my best friend, because I know I can trust you with my life.  

Ps. I will always knock