I think the world of you. July 7, 2008

There are few people who mean the world to me, but they don’t realize it. A lot of people will walk into my life and leave footprints behind when they leave, but very few mean everything to me and I cannot imagine them walking out of my life. I really hope they won’t ever walk out. I can see myself being a lifelong friend with each of them. They’re the only ones who really understand and accept me for who I am. We understand each other, we understand the pain, love, and sadness that we all go through. We comfort each other. I love them all. Most of these people, I’ve known for eight years and counting. One since we were in diapers.