Man. Woman. Friends?

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Once upon a time there was a girl who was best of friends with a boy. 

He looked like Ben Harper. He was crazy and funny and as open and honest as I was. I loved him from the moment we first talked to each other. He was my friend's older sister's boyfriend's friend. I remember being really excited about seeing him whenever I arrived to see my friend. But we weren'tfast friends though. I was too busy being a skank and he was too busy probably being the same thing. I'm not even sure how we got each other's numbers but a few years later we caught up and were as thick as thieves.

Harper was my comedian when I was having a bad day. He was my assassin when someone hurt me. And my masseuse when my back was achey. He is to this day one of the funniest people I've ever met and one of my most loyal friends. We got up to all kinds of mischief together and one of my favourite New Years was spent in his garage talking the night away high on life and a little ecstacy. We used to talk for hours on end on the phone and told each other things no one else would ever know. We loved each other through all our faults and tried to be there for each other through all our tribulations.

My ex was never happy about me being friends with Harper. He saw how easy our friendship came and how much fun we had together and I think that made him a little jealous. Harper and I had also had a brief sexual encounter and of course my big mouthed honesty had to tell my ex about that so I think he thought there was something more than comradery because of our one night drunken sexual shenanigans. It caused a lot of tension in my relationship so eventually I agreed to have no contact with Harper. I missed him a lot but soon weeks turned into years and we lost touch.

We briefly caught up a few months ago but communication fizzled out like it always does with us. I have no doubt that he probably still considers me a good friend as I do him, and I know one day we'll see each other again. I love him just as much as I did all those years ago when we were young and dumb with the world at our fingertips. I hope that wherever he is now, that he's the same happy chappy with the smile for miles that I remember him as.

Thank you for being one of only a few of my dearest friends Harper. Can't wait for the day we come across each other in a moshpit and hug for an eternity. You're a big part of my happiness throughout the years and I miss our random chats about the universe together.

Gosh I got a little teary-eyed there. Writing about my friend made me think about my past and all the people that have come and gone throughout the years. Don't leave it until it's too late to tell the ones you love just how much you love them.

 Until next time,
Ruby xx

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