Despite not sleeping great last night, I woke up in a pretty great mood.
See, I was having lunch with two old friends (at one point in our lives I was more than friends with each of them). It was just a fun, crazy, conversational lunch. We weren’t in a restaurant but more like a cafeteria. In fact, it reminded me of my hysterically fun lunches with my work girls, except with a couple of old school buds.
No, I wasn’t really having lunch with them, I was only dreaming about it. Sigh.
In real life, I’m still friends with both of them, though I haven’t seen either of them in person since, probably our confirmations. We’re only connected through social media.
Anyway, I am fully aware that I may be holding my relationships with them a little closer to heart than either of them does. Within the past 6 months or so they’ve both helped me out tremendously but I don’t think either of them realize it, or even how much. Just talking things out with them through texts, or silly tweets and messages has totally turned my bad moods around at times. Not to mention that I have actually asked a favor of one of them, and he came through without question or judgement.
Like I said, I don’t think either of them knows exactly how much they mean to me. I’m not a mushy, feely person and I’m not good at being sentimental at all. I would never know how to say this to your face guys but I hope you know — I love you.