My Best FriendI once shared a year with a person who was, indeed my best friend. We shared every moment that we could. We made love with a passion that was beyond compare. we Talked into the wee hours, we danced, we made stir-fry at three in the morning and ate it before going to work after a walk in the woods just to watch the sun rise. I f we were not intellectual equals, it was because her IQ was higher than mine. I loved her. GOD, I loved her. but I didn't tell her that often enough and lost her.
Later...several decades later I re-connected with her and discovered that there was much more to her than she was allowing me to see at the time when we spent our year together. I am sorry for not discovering that.
The year I spent with my best friend/lover is the best year of my life. It will never be relived. It is superlative.
If your lover is your best friend; do everything you can to preserve that!
there is nothing better.
I wish you well.
brokerichard 56-60, M 4 Responses 12 May 8, 2012