how does the rest of the world survive without my friends in their lives?

.... people who make me laugh & know when i can ....
.... let me baffle and confuse them into the night with fumbled thoughts until i find a way to express what i mean - long after they leave ...
.... offer solutions for my problems, because i need to hear them, while they know i'll just keep on fumbling through my own way ....
.... people who know when even the most ernest "i'm great thanks" isn't so ....
.... and can read a casual invitation as a desperate plea ...
.... and treck across town to make me chocolate covered strawberries !