There is an age difference between my best friend and I. He’s 23 and I’m 31. This difference is never an issue until someone points it out – usually after asking us what our ages are. The age gap between us is, in many ways one of the bonds we have that hold us together – which is very tough to explain. Although our varied ages is one of the differences between us, that is far from the only one.

When my best friend was in High School he was considered one of the best football players in the state of Michigan. His college recruitment video is available for viewing on YouTube that highlights his many athletic achievements, especially in football.

I on the other hand was the quiet nerdy type in High School. The one who worked on the school newspaper and aspired one day to be a writer of some variety. The only sport I played was soccer and I was mediocre at best. I spent my free time reading.

We come from different backgrounds, but for some reason fate – or mere happenstance – brought us together on the night of November 3, 2015, his second night at work. We talked a little as I attempted to teach him what all that his new job would entail. He was good. I admired his initiative that he took and told him.

Despite the seniority difference between us; he being on his second day and I being on my second year, I told him that we were equals. We were … and are and we will always remain so.

Our friendship has a balance that is maintained solely through the love we have for one another. Sometimes our friendship is a bit off balance, but it always finds it’s equilibrium again. It’s a friendship unlike any I’ve ever had in my life.

Obviously there is a weakness in our relationship and that is communication. Yes, we tell each other a lot, however our deeper concerns remain hidden as we focus more on the more cosmetic issues. This blog is a blatant example of that. I do not know how to tell him that I believe that his girlfriend is playing a large role in destroying his life. I do not know how to tell him that a relationship solely based on sex and lust will deteriorate as soon as reality strikes.

I don’t know how to tell him that I’m not sure I’ll be able to rescue him when his life completely collapses – and that is my greatest fear, there will be a point in our friendship where I will no longer be able to save him.