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| My Best Friend |
| by Leila McNeill |
Ryan was the nice guy. Always the nice guy. Girls loved to by Ryan's best friend. But he was my best friend. He had a girlfriend too. Although he would always find himself calling me at night instead of her. When I went on vacation he was the only one I would think to call. He understood me and I understood him. People don't usually get me, but Ryan did. His girlfriend eventually told him he couldn't talk to me anymore. He didn't like that idea and broke up with her. A couple months later I got a new boyfriend. I found myself unhappy and trying to find something in him that just wasn't there. After a couple of months I broke up with him too. Something was just missing. One day I was hanging out at Ryan's house and he asked if I wanted to hear him play a song on the guitar. He played Wonderwall by Oasis. He looked at me and smiled when he sang "there are many things that I would like to say to you but i don't know how". I didn't get the subtle hint. The next week, he was practicing with his band and I walked into the room and saw him singing and playing the guitar and i felt my heart stop as I looked at him. I knew. I couldn't fight it anymore. I needed him. I needed him for more than a friend. But I was too scared to say anything. One night he came to me, devastated about his grandfather's death. And I knew he needed me too. I guess he was thinking the same thing because two days later he told me he thought I was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and he needed me to make him better and needed me in his life for more than a friend. We have been together now for 15 months. I don't know what part he will play in my future but I know that God has put us together for a greater purpose that not even I can see. But I know for now-I love him and he loves me. He has been the making of me.
To my Ryan and my forever Best Friend
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