Ours is not the type of friendship,
Where it feels like we've known each other forever.
Ours is the type of friendship,
Where we have known each other forever...
It just took us a while to find each other.
In some fashion, or another,
We have always known that the other person existed,
Just beyond our reach...
In a land (or state) far away.

Ours is the not the type of friendship,
That our souls are connected.
Ours is the type of friendship,
That our hearts beat as one...
And our minds forget to think together.
We say the same things,
Go to the same places,
Hate the same people,
And 'forget' homework quite often.

Ours is not the type of friendship,
That we feel vaguely when the other is in need.
Ours is the type of friendship,
That we can pinpoint the exact moment the other begins hurting...
And we hurt the same.
When we are in pain,
The other always finds a way to call,
or instant message...
There is no one else I depend on like that.

Ours is not the type of friendship,
That passes with the new moon.
Our is the type of friendship,
That lasts even after death and all it entails...
Whether we like it or not.
So with this new birthday,
I am granted one chance a year,
To be mushy and gushy,
and completely freak you out.

Happy Birthday Steph!