Friends In Far Places (To Lost_Soul)

Can you honestly be friends with someone who lives miles away, whom you have never met? My experience proves it is possible, in spite of other’s opinions. For the last five years, Matthew has been there to listen to my problems and administer advice. He is a kind hearted, goofy, security blanket. Never has a person meant so much to me, nor will another ever have such a big place reserved in my heart.



Whenever I have a bad day or just really need a friend to be there, I just pick up the phone and call Matthew all the way in Oklahoma. In the afternoon, I will jump online and instant message him. He always asks me how I am and how my day went. If it was a bad day, I vent about it and he listens. Sometimes if I am really mad or sad, he will send me a link to a cute picture or dumb video clip just to make me smile. One time, he sent me a picture of a kitten in a Pop Tarts box. It was so adorable and it made me completely forget about my problem.



When my boyfriend and I broke up my freshman year, I was very upset. That day just happened to be the day Matthew got his internet back after a long time span of being off. He was kind enough to keep his comments to himself until I had finished crying and being miserable. He made my day so much brighter with his sarcastic remarks about how dumb high school boys are and how I deserved better anyways. He went on to say that my ex boyfriend made a huge mistake dumping an amazing girl like me because I have a stellar personality and killer smile.



If it was not for Matthew, some days I think I would go crazy or have a breakdown. He is my security blanket, and he has helped me through my depression countless times. He always knows what to say and how to say it. Not too long ago, when I was feeling like I should not exist, he told me how much I mean to him. He said he would be just as lost without me as I would be without him. Sometimes it is just small things that he says or does that improve my mood or outlook on things.



Even though he is only at the young age of twenty-one, he always encourages me to stay true to my heart and follow my dreams. Just a short while ago, I started liking a guy that I was unsure of how to approach. Matthew told me just to get to know him at first. In order to do that, I would have to just talk to him and try to become his friend. To my surprise, Matthew’s advice has helped thus far. Matthew is very in tune with my feelings and I have never had that in a guy friend before. Perhaps that is why he means so much to me.



Because Matthew is my sanity blanket, there are days when I wish he did not live so far away. If he lived here in Michigan, then it would be easier to just go to his house and get away from whatever it may be that is bothering me at that point. There are so many hours and sometimes even weeks when I wish I could just hop on a plane and go to Oklahoma. When he talks to me I feel safe, and I just wish I could feel safe in his arms.



Not only does he provide me immense moral support, but he gives me creative criticism on my poetry and stories. He lets me know when my poems are too cheesy or too depressing, that way I know whether or not to post them online. Sometimes there are writing selections that only he and I know about. We have both written poems about each other because there have been times where we could not speak for days so we just wrote. Then we would share after we got back in contact with each other.



All in all, with his Shaggy Rodgers like looks and sharp wit, he is truly my closest friend. He is the only one who will always know my deepest and darkest secrets without asking. I will always trust him with my life and heart no matter the hardships that may arise between us.