To My Guy Best Friend

"And they would always ask me, why haven't you fallen in love with her?"

I narrowed my eyes on him and I could almost see him beaming.

"I told them I can't. Of course, I can't fall in love with you." A blast of warm air kissed our skin as silence suddenly dominated the atmosphere."But you are someone I wanted to take care of and spend my forever with, until our eyesight gets blur and we're white-haired and wrinkled and both struggling in the pain brought by arthritis."His lips pulled into a smile and in an instant, his eyes landed unto mine.

"You're my other half, the one who has been there through my ups and down and never left me.The sense of inner connection between our souls held an explanation why through the years, we're stuck together. And it's like..." His smile widened. "..without you, I'm incomplete."

And even though I couldn't think straight that night, I went back through the pages of memories, like it was a locked diary attached inside my heart, and all the crazy things we did together like stealing foods and dancing drunk together, our late night talks and walks wherein our visions seemed unclear and we were pushing each others' vacuities, the times of fighting the urge of punching him in the face for being a pain in the ass, all the pieces of cookie he saved for me and the anguish hours wherein he grips my hand as I hugged myself to tears. Traces of irreplaceable memories that forever I shall hold close into the depth of my soul.

Snapping back to reality, I whispered to myself, "So this is the reason why." making his eyes full of confusion dart back to me.

"Reason of what?"

And a playful punch landed right on his shoulder. And a smile left on my lips. I didn't say a word, but the silence was enough to divurge every emotion I felt that night.

That's the reason why I love this piece of shit – this piece of shit – my other half, my soulmate, my best friend.