I haven't seen my best friend in seven years. We have been apart longer than we were ever together.
Still.
We cried like babies when she finally arrived. She was able to say sweet words to me, all I was able to do was nod and cry some more. It was perfect.
She was only here for five days, but I feel like all is right in my world. She gets me. I get her. We both know when something mundane or obscure is freaking funny. We have our own language, our own history that no one else could ever understand.
I left her at the airport tonight. One quick hug. I did not cry.
At least not where she would see me.
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