Pre-Valentine’s Day Confessions

This is a confession of love.

For the ones who tells it like it is, but also lie to make me feel better. The ones who comfort me, leave me in splits, are likely to tell me I have broccoli in my teeth and also keep ugly photos of me as arsenal. The ones who double up as my private investigator, my therapist, my skin specialist, my cat sitter, my Instagram husband, my agony aunt and my plus one to everything. The ones who share 45 inside jokes, send 123467 memes, know 150 damaging secrets and have in-depth knowledge of my digestion and allergies. The ones who are my game plan, my back up plan, my plan A, B and C. This is a confession of love for the ones I know will never let me down. And even if they do, I’ll probably forgive them.

This is a confession of love for my. girlfriends.

Because if this isn’t love, what is?

Happy Galentine’s Day.