She interacts with me at a level I can appreciate and doesn't jump to any conclusions regarding my various behaviors and levels of decorum (or lack thereof) ... these are big pluses.
I try to maintain a respectable distance but likewise frequently have an intermittent wish to be closer.
This friendship kind of grew from nothing. Tip toe here. Lunch there. Various Jokes. Going for walks. Several corrections in the mix.
She takes the time to tell me when we have issues and pokes fun at my various antics with some innate knowledge of who I really am.
But all in all she soothes me when all others grate against my soul and infuriate me to the nth degree.
She forgives me for being damaged goods and fills me with hope for the future.
It's surprising to find a new friend within this, the autumn of my life — a full forty years after I gave up totally on any manner of interpersonal relationship.
Luckily that 'no strings attached' devil may care nature of my personality and my need to never be pushy works here quite well.
Saltwater
Saltwater in the afternoon
So scared of seeing you
Saltwater at the end of spray
So tired of hiding me
Come to the ocean
Even when you're broken
Sunrise when you call my name
Oh I though you had something to say
When the tide wash me in
You and I no longer remain
Unrelentingly I've waited for you
Come to the ocean
Even when you're broken
Come to the water
Let it wash you over
Come to the ocean
Even when you're broken
Come to the water
Now that we are older