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My best friend, Tattoo and I have a long history together, almost 5 year history. I met him when I was a Freshie in High School at 14 and he was a second year Senior at 18. We became friends, fell in love, got together, broke up, got together many times. Pepper in some terrible fights and hating each other, but ending up back as friends or ending up together. The last time we dated was my Junior year, where it ended badly, but we ended up resolving everything. Then he told me that he had gotten a girl pregnant and I was the first person he told.
Well, since then, we have been working on our friendship. Even when I left for school, he kept contact with me and had me over when I was home. Before I left, he apologized to me for being such an ass.
During my Spring Break, I visited him again. We got to talking about the past and things that happened between us. Come to find out, I have been given a fuzzy version of what really happened and things that everyone told me were false to the extreme. He found out that I was always a devoted friend or girlfriend (if we were dating at the time we were talking about). When he went away to the military, I always cried when the news talked about bombings and fallen soldiers, I would cry and could not be consoled. It was then he realized that I always cared.
Sitting there in his car as he drove us around town, just talking opened up the doors for us and it felt like a total catharsis. That night, we strengthened our friendship and I realized how lucky I am to have a friend who has stuck by me through everything and that despite all the stupid things that happened between us, he is still by my side. He is one of the few people from home who still contacts me and hangs out with me. When I come home, he hugs me and says "I am so glad you are home. I really missed you." When I am at school, he will randomly leave me texts that say "I miss you"
Here is to Tattoo. Thanks for close to five years of changing my life and sticking by me through everything.
Well, since then, we have been working on our friendship. Even when I left for school, he kept contact with me and had me over when I was home. Before I left, he apologized to me for being such an ass.
During my Spring Break, I visited him again. We got to talking about the past and things that happened between us. Come to find out, I have been given a fuzzy version of what really happened and things that everyone told me were false to the extreme. He found out that I was always a devoted friend or girlfriend (if we were dating at the time we were talking about). When he went away to the military, I always cried when the news talked about bombings and fallen soldiers, I would cry and could not be consoled. It was then he realized that I always cared.
Sitting there in his car as he drove us around town, just talking opened up the doors for us and it felt like a total catharsis. That night, we strengthened our friendship and I realized how lucky I am to have a friend who has stuck by me through everything and that despite all the stupid things that happened between us, he is still by my side. He is one of the few people from home who still contacts me and hangs out with me. When I come home, he hugs me and says "I am so glad you are home. I really missed you." When I am at school, he will randomly leave me texts that say "I miss you"
Here is to Tattoo. Thanks for close to five years of changing my life and sticking by me through everything.
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