sometimes there is nothing sweeter than talking with a friend. a friend who has known you nearly half your life. she's cried on your shoulder and made you laugh through your own tears. she's gotten into trouble with you, in spite of you, instead of you. she stayed the course through your darkest storms, and shut the curtains when the sun shone too bright. she knows you, faults and all the strangest bits, and appreciates the spectrum. she cares enough to tend your relationship when you feel to weak, and listens when you are so happy and relieved you can hardly pause to let her speak. she is wonderful and sincere, imperfect and pure. she should feel my gratitude on this chilly day, in a quick hug, and a second floor screaming child wave good-bye. i feel renewed!