What what a question. Let's see if I can get through this without too many tears.
Dear God, Kelly is most certainly my best friend. The two of us have been through so much together in only five years. In 2005, I lost everything... first my job, then my house, then my health, and finally, I lost him. I was quite the selfish liar back then. He had good reason to throw me out.
I was in a downward spiral and every night before I went to bed, I would pray for him to forgive and love me again. It took a year, but he eventually did.
A job opened up in my field again- an even better job than I had- but it was 300 miles away from Dallas, here in Beaumont. It was hard, but I went ahead and moved, and we visited each other every weekend. He had a good job and couldn't move.
One day, he got fed up with that job. He quit and decided to move and be with me. There was initially no job for him here, but once he moved, a new opportunity appeared in only a few months. He doesn't make as much as he did in Dallas, but the job is satisfying.
Most of all, we get to be together here. We workout together, we have dinner together, we wake up together everyday. He made a big sacrifice to move to a small town, but it has made our lives together so much better.
I tell him everything, who I lust, who I'd like to share with him, what I want from him, what my worst fears are. He knows everything about me.
He is without any doubt my very best friend.
I love you Kelly (krmdallas)