I have a friend that I love.

She's awesome, really. She's beautiful, smart, devoted, spiritual, honest, funny, trustworthy, and compassionate. And I love her.

We're not dating, and we probably never will. It's not about that.

When I hang out with her, there is never enough time. When she leaves, I miss her immediately. I know that, even if we spent hour upon countless hour together talking, and laughing, and arguing, and debating, and telling stories and trading insults, it would never be long enough.

She's that sort of friend. And I love her for it.