What makes me 10% happier

Tonight, I am in need of a friend like myself. Who will listen without judgment or expectations. 

A friend who can take my troubles without the need to be the saviour that stipes me off them. 

A friend who is interested enough to ask questions and who's bold enough to take the answers. 

Tonight, I could use a friend like myself. Who doesn't measure me or weight in my reasons or flinch at the oddness of my inner labyrinths. Who doesn't get tired of my depth. Who doesn't need anything from me but my presence. Who takes me as I am and reminds me of what I do good, when all I can think of is my countless mistakes. A friend who will remind me where the doors are, when I keep bumping into solid rock walls. 

Tonight I need a friend like myself who, on hearing about my struggles, will share theirs, to show me I am not as alone and odd as I feel. Tonight I need a friend who will make themselves vulnerable rather than meeting my holes with their perfectly cemented and impeccably painted walls.

Tonight I need a friend who can take not saving me, who can take my truth, without rising above me, who is interested in my humanity and knows that is the best thing we share between us: the ability to uncover the ugly and the beautiful in one single strike. Because neither of us needs or wants feigned perfection. 

Tonight I need a friend who is as imperfect and odd shaped as myself. But who still sees me underneath the rocky surface and, more importantly, lets me see them. Really see them. 

Tonight I need a friend who has no caution about bringing the words to the air around us, because they know we can talk. Because they know our bound is unbreakable. Tonight I need a friend who will meet openness with openness. Depth with depth. And the wavering of my self love with the absolute certainty they can meet me at my most humane place. Tonight, my friend, I need you. You have always made my life infinitely better and even the miles that separate us don't dim the strength of your presence in my life. 

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