I wish I had one friend. Just one. And I don't mean the kind of friends that text you when they need something or have a question or whatever. I have those. I have a few of those. You'd look at my messages and wonder what I was complaining about because it's not empty. 

But I am.

When I say "I wish I had a friend," I mean the kind of friend that texts you good morning just for the hell of it. The kind that asks to hang out with you - not the kind that you work up the courage to ask if they're busy two weeks from Friday and pray that they don't cancel. But you sort of hope they do. You don't know. 

I wish I had a friend that cared enough to check in on me because they know I have some trouble with life and living. Not the kind that I have to beg to listen. I wish I had a friend that didn't mind me telling them about my new favorite person or ramble on about the movie that just changed my life. Not because it interests them, but because they care. 

I wish I had a friend that cared.