Watch curiously as they pick out the parts of you between their teeth with a fingernail. Kiss their front teeth and say “thank God I was here.” When I look at my best friend, all I see is someone too fragile for his own good. Too big to fit his too small self; his big personality and even bigger mouth are always trying to get out of his body. He says he can handle himself, but he doesn't know how much I worry because his heart is too big and his words give a strength that his fist can't. And this gets him into trouble. And I can't lose it; I cannot. He thinks he is so small but he is larger than life. When you love someone you can't help but love them too intensely; especially when they are all honey and no sting. Being in love means seeing someone at their worst and still thinking they are their best. Because you swear that a second with them is greater than a lifetime alone. People have always said about falling in love with your best friend and imagining this whole other world of intricate mazes and armies of evil letters guarding the doors of your unmappable mind. However, no one ever mentions how easy it would be to dive into the dark ocean of your best friend's eyes without worrying about heights, parachutes, or life jackets. I was never told that I would find someone who was the kind of fire I would burn my fingers with over and over again; denying everything I've been told for a glittering drop of them