Buttface & Butthead
My best friend. He was my first love, and took me for granted; he hurt me, and broke my heart that was just new to this love thing. He was my first of a lot; but I did not become jaded. There’s so much I can say about him but I’d still feel its not enough. And I know he’d feel the same if he read this.
He’s in the Airbourne division of the US Army, and is currently stationed in Alaska awaiting to be deployed to Afghanistan in August. In our senior year of 2008-2009, he had made his decision to go into the military, and I had cried pretty hard. I begged him not to leave…But I knew it was what he wanted, so I helped in any way possible. And we started falling for one another again, but it got messed up, once more.
But I swore to myself, as did he, that we would never leave one another; no matter how much we curse at each other and yell; no matter how aggravated we get with each others love partners; no matter how jealous we could get, that we’d never abandon one another. We float to one another on a romantic level from time to time, but we swore no matter what happens, we’ll have each others back. I’m his voice of reason and “hold that happiness in his heart no one could come close to replacing”, and he is my fuel to keep my head up when things go wrong.
We agree that almost every other friend can abandon us, but as long as we have each other, that’s all we’d need. We are twin flames; two parts of one whole puzzle. We are each others halves.
And no one will ever change that or come in between, because together we will forever be a force to reckoned with, and no one will ever hurt us.
The furthest he ever goes is the Army. That’s it. <3
by swan-songs