Daily Prompt: Something So Strong

Tell us the origin story of your best friend. How did you become friends? What is it that keeps your friendship rockin’ after all these years?

Morning with you I never met anyone like her: a poet who’s good at motorcycle maintenance, an athlete whose soul is close to the angels… But maybe she’s an angel?

Rarely we talk about who we are: we just are, we, she and I, the best friends in the world, in the kitchen, on the road, at the gym, in the mountains… Shall I say it?

We, in bed too. After all this is where we first met. But it was only a preamble. My best friend, my lover, my wife.

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