There is a special kind of love that we save just for our friends. Not the kind of love that we share with our partner, but a kind of sweet, head over heels “giddy to have you in my life” sort of love. A love that is warm and reassuring, like a favourite scarf that is as comforting as it is beautiful. A love that is as familiar and gentle as the sun’s sweet sigh as it dips below the horizon. A love that is a perfectly balanced blend of laughter and tears, sarcasm and thoughtfulness. It is the kind of love that we share only with our dearest friends, the ones with whom we share our deepest fears and greatest regrets. The ones we turn to, breathless with excitement, to share our biggest accomplishments, and most astonishing secrets. It is the kind of love that is born out of trust and compassion, and it binds us so completely that we can lean into it, some days weak with need, without fear of causing it to break. Finding a friend to build that kind of love with is as simple as it is rare, and as compelling as it is raw.