The fact that Dan and I have been such close friends for so long, I feel, worries his wife, Aja, more and more with each passing day. What if something "happens" between us? Or, what if she loses him?
She loves him, and he loves her; I knew that. Of course, I never believed such a thing could ever happen between us. I mean, we were only friends, right? We've been friends ever since we first met and that's all we'll ever be.
Sometimes, when we ever get some time together, we tend to spend it all on something to eat, or he'd simply just come to my house and we'd play video games, (while eating cereal). We'd sometimes sing duets as well, that is, when we could make the time to.
Since he's an "artist," he goes through depression and rough patches in his life, too, not to mention his level of anxiety. So, whenever he feels this way, he often visits me for comforting words. That's what best friends do; they'll always have your back, even in the darkest of times. And that's what I was there for. Not only that, but I know how he feels, for I go through depression every once in a blue moon, too, though my case would be considered minor compared to his. If he felt he needed to get out the house and spend a night or two over at my house, I'd let him. I allow him to sleep in my bed, while I'm always willing to sleep on the couch in the living room. I try my utmost to keep him occupied, to keep his thoughts positive. In fact, I basically treat him like a second mother would whenever he'd come over feeling those negative vibes.
He really entrusted me, even with his own life. For that, I am grateful. We'd laugh together, play all sorts of games, whether we knew how to play them or not, and he'd even surprise me every once in a while with a special holiday or birthday gift. Dan had literally been the most generous, loving, and caring, as well as the most honest man I have and most likely will ever meet in my entire life. That, I was also grateful for, to have such a great friend.
