This I beleive Essay

I Believe in True Friendship.
    I believe in that moment when you look at your friend and you both know exactly what the other is thinking. I believe in the times when I’m laughing so hard at something they said, that we are both on the floor clutching our sides, as if we were about to fall apart. I believe in the times when you are so mad or hurt by your friend, that you convince yourself that you are still mad at them, but when you see them, that anger dissolves. I believe in the moment where a friend, as good as their poker face may be, looks into your eyes and you know there is something wrong. I believe in true friendship.

    As much as I wish that all friendships were true, I know they aren’t. Sometimes people befriend other people because they have money, or they are extremely smart, or have something that they want. Not because they actually want to be “best buds”. With a true friend, you always know where you stand. There is never a question about who you are to them, you just know.

When something happens, it hurts twice as much when having to do with your best friend. My truest friend is the one I have the most issues with. Not because we are dramatic people, just because we know each other so well. She knows me like I was herself, so she knows that I am over something almost the instant it happens; but I still act like I’m mad because I still should be. She apologizes anyway, and is sincere about it. We talk about it, and within 5 minutes, are talking about something completely different, all the while a huge grin is slapped on our faces.

My truest friend is the one who I can tell anything to. The person I don’t even hesitate to send the awful picture of me on snap chat to. The person who gets me to admit things, even when I won’t admit them to myself. I much as I pretend to be reluctant about telling her things, I’m secretly relieved that one other person knows. It’s nice to know someone cares enough to pester you until you spit out what you were worried about. A true friend is also one who listens to all my seemingly endless and pointless stories about how I lost my pencil earlier that day. She nods and shakes her head at just the right times, even though I know she isn’t that interested.

Friendship is by no means perfect. We stumble and trip our way through so many relationships, we tend to fall through most of them. But the friends that are real and true, are the ones that, when I trip, they catch me and say “I got your back”.