I Pull my Heart Out, Reconstruct


Something that I really want to have is a best friend.  I mean a real best friend.  I want a friend who thinks of me first when they want to hang out, or when they need help, or when they just want to talk.  All my closest friends have that someone, and it isn’t me.  And I feel like I can’t put anyone in that role if I’m not in that role for that person.  I know it probably sounds stupid, but it’s how I feel, and I don’t think it’s that unreasonable.

I mean, I have friends and I have good friends.  But none of them would consider me their best friend, their go to friend.  I guess I’ve never really had that, but I see people who have it and it’s wonderful.  Just to know you have someone who will talk to you at 3am for whatever reason.  That’s what I want.  And before anyone goes their, yes I know I have Jesus, and yes I know he is all I need.  But, it’s different then that.


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