Spiritual Love

I absolutely miss this girl.  She is one of my very best friends and I've known her all my life.  We met back in 4th grade and have been inseparable ever since.

I finally got to talk to her after a few weeks.  Our conversations get more and more ridiculous every time we talk.  I can't want to start the hilarity up again when I go home this summer.

1: Jennifer always emails me, I get no love from Anuuuu!
2: That's a fallacy.  Just because I don't send emails, it doesn't mean there's no love from me.
1: Well as a psych major, if we don't see it, it doesn't exist!
2: Doesn't psych talk about the sixth sense?

2: My love has no boundaries.
1: Did you measure it?
2: It can't be put into words.
1: Because it hasn't reached my door yet.  I think it skipped over to the house next to mine so you probably missed it.
2: No I'm sure it's waiting out there.  You haven't been searching for it.
1: Oh was that what was keeping me up last night?
2: There we go.
1: I was possessed by your love spirits.
2: Most likely.

We've concluded things haven't changed ever since we got AIM in middle school.  Same screen names, same conversations.  I miss them.