Be it a friend by birth or by choice
Come into my life to either regret
Or rejoice. All the smiles and fears
We've shared with and without
Intent.  Every comforting word
Unhidden, but not always meant

So different, so unique, so like its
Own special science. Your rebellion
Your individuality, and my ever
Present compliance

An understanding we share, one
That is very rarely tried or broken
Our contentment with uncertainty
And with so many words unspoken

How we function, how we react
Our unspoken agreement, our rule
To make everything okay, even
If we have to act

But that suits us just fine,  this I
Surely know.  For with anyone
Else the friendship would have
Ended so very long ago.