frienships are funny.

funny how sometimes, your friendship with someone becomes an unspoken understanding. not in the sense that you can complete each others' sentences. i'm talking about a different kind.

it's a conditional sort of friendship but there isn't a need for words to define its boundaries; there isn't a need to explain yourself. you just know that the other person doesn't need you right now, or that he or she does and you need to be there for them.

it's not a particularly beautiful friendship.

but it works.

you're not best friends; far from it, i would say. but you're close and know enough about each other to not want to know the rest. or to not need to. does that make sense? you're comfortable, sometimes so comfortable the lines get a little blurry. soft, fluffy cushions are nice. but too fluffy and you start to suffocate a little.

i'm confusing myself now because i'm thinking of two relationships i have with different people that are similar on one level, yet totally different on another. can't think straight. getting jumbled and mixed up.

sheep are blur.