Sunday, January 3, 2010

I have a be(A)st friend.

I am so stricken, I have no idea how to start this, but let's just say, writer's block associated with THIS girl is not uncommon. In fact, she is so great that not enough words can describe her greatness. To say that I love her more than life would be an understatement. Let's just say I love her infinitely. She's there to help me overcome the pain and strife of daily life. And she doesn't even have to try. Her wonder comes effortlessly. Because she got a different kind of swag. The better kind. And I owe everything that I am to her. I couldn't give her enough to reach the quota of what she deserves, because she deserves it all. Not only is she worth it, but she's too damn expensive. Not in a monetary sense, but in the sense of respect, and love. All because of who she is, which is, in this case, impossible to describe verbally, no matter how hard I try, I can't come up with words strong enough to describe the everlasting love that I will hold for her until the day that I die, because she means so much to me.

She makes me happy beyond anything that I have ever experienced. Besides Jesus. She is my all, my everything. Even if other friends come and go, I know for certain that she'll be there until I die, and that's what makes her my best forever. She is perfect in every way. Even in her imperfections, she is perfect. Without her, I would be lost, sad, and alone, and I would be a much lesser man than I am now. I know that if she had never become my friend, I would not be happy in the least bit. She is the rock on which I situate myself, and everything that I do in this life, I do with two people in mind: Jesus, and my best. If my God is all that I need, then she is all that I want. She makes me content. I am at a loss for words, trying to describe how amazing she really is. But just understand, she is the most profoundly inspiring, wonderful, and ceaselessly astounding person on this planet. No other human can compare to her, be they famous or no. No one is better than my Muhdoo, and I wouldn't trade her, or change her for anyone or anything.

I have a be(A)st friend. Her name is Aliza Jean Mallare.

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