No More Lonely Nights

“Jet!!

Jet!!

I can almost remember their funny faces . . . ”

Okay, I’m done. I’m going on such a Paul McCartney kick, here.

I watched a really, really good movie today, an old black and white one, called Portrait of Jennie. I recommend to anyone who likes a good movie to find this one and watch it.

Yesterday, when Jason and I were talking, or rather, when he was talking and I was listening, one of the things that he told me was that he’d stopped making the effort to make friends, because he figured what was the use. Nobody had reached out to him in middle school when he was trying to make the effort. Then, Chuck introduced him to me. He told me that he found me interesting. He couldn’t figure me out. I was this spunky, talkative, Beatle fan, who, despite her talkativeness, didn’t really tell things about herself. He couldn’t get much out of me from his usual method of observation. So, he decided to make the effort.

He decided to care again, to put himself out there, to reach out to someone else. Me.

While I was walking around tonight at Sycamore, I was thinking about that, and I honestly started tearing up. I mean, there is literally no greater compliment, no expression of love, no dragon a person can slay that will compare with being told that you made a person want to feel again. That you made that big of an impact on someone else’s life. Jason is the best friend that I have. I can trust him with anything, and know that he holds anything that I tell him sacred. He holds my trust of him to my own exceptional standards of trust.

He is the most special person I know. I love him so much. Words can’t convey it. Though I’m happy not being his girlfriend, because somehow I think that would spoil it. I’m not knocking anyone else who has a boyfriend/girlfriend, but there’s something more . . . pure about what Jasopn and I have. We don’t have any of the pressures of being together, but we can still lie in one another’s arms, hug, whatever. I love it. I love our relationship. I wrote this once before, a long time ago, after our reconcilation. That we were best friends. And I had realized that nothing could change that. I should keep that in mind. I think I will from now on. Because even though he knew things were rocky yesterday, and said as much, he still gave me a hug yesterday. I almost lost it right there. I almost stopped my inquisistion. But I didn’t. I pressed on. And it was worth it.

I can’t wait to get his thunderstorm song on tape. I love that song so much. Oh, I came up with a few lines for another song for my musical. It’s called “The Artist’s Soul.” Austin sings it at the beginning. It’s the first big song after a few lines of dialogue.

OPkay, I’m gonna go. My CD thing in here is acting up again.

–Notes–

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Well..all’s well that ends well. I’m definitely happy that you and Jason have worked everything out. Love is a powerful emotion..friendship or relationship wise. It’s a good feeling to have. Who knows what will happen in the future for you and Jason…but until then..Live your lives to the fullest and have fun. 🙂 [SolarEclipse]