I only have a few true loves of my life friendships that I am willing to look out of and peer into windows with no matter where we are in our own lives or what the situation. They carry so many of my secrets in their back pockets, and often times it can be said that they know me better then my own family. There is a comfort in the knowing that with some I have spent my life being witness to their histories as they have to mine, and those bonds become even more poignant as we age.
Both fragile and powerful in bond, these ties belonging and shared uniquely between companions could be some of the most beautiful love stories ever written. And rightfully so, as we have chosen one another to tell our stories to and write our novels with.