Rising Above The Limits Of Friendship

Dex and Harvey

This is the story of these two guys who are my really great friends...

Sometimes, it's hard to imagine those you've always seen together as separate individuals. But they are inseparable yet at the same time, each have their own lives.

They met, fell in love, fell out of love and are still the best friend of each other. On their most recent trip to San Francisco, I had the chance to finally talk to them about what is going on. On the drive to and from Santa Cruz, we asked them a lot of questions...

"We're really good friends...better than ever."

"We still sleep together. No sex, of course. We hold hands when we sleep."

"The possibility exists that we'll get back together."

"He nags me about putting the dishes away...and to take better care of my things."

"Sometimes, I wish he'd go out, too. But then again, I might just get jealous. Hahaha!"

"I feel that we've gone beyond just being friends...soulmates might be a strong word, but that's how we feel."

"I miss him when he's not around. I look forward at the end of the day knowing that he's going to be home."

"I go out sometimes but then I would feel guilty that he just stays at home."

"If he decides to move back to the Philippines, I will follow him there."

One of my friend's signature tag goes like this: "It's not like we're better together...it's just we're better off apart." Or something like that. Harvey and Dex are proof that you can be great friends with an ex as long as the limits are defined. And both agree to the set limits. The romantic in me still wishes, of course, that I will see the day when they're back in each other's arms.