2 weeks down 1 to go

A week today one of my closest friends will be home from holiday. He's been gone for a whole 2 weeks and I'm missing him so much. He's my soulmate, we talk about everything, he's the one person I can be honest with about the way I'm feeling without feeling like I'm being judged or looked down upon. He's the best friend ever, on my last suicide attempt he did something that I'd never have expected of anyone. He read between the lines of my text messages and drove at over 100mph to get to me to take me to hospital. He got here in half the time it should have taken, and stayed with me until he had to go pick his boys up from school. He's gone beyond the limits of friendship, he drives 60 miles every week to see me, we spend the day chatting and drinking coffee, we talk on the phone most days and online when he gets the chance to get on.The only problem in our friendship is his wife. She doesn't like it, she doesn't understand how two grown adults of different sexes can be such good friendsThese past two weeks without him have been total hell. Especially over the past few days where I have started to feel myself slipping down and falling into the unknown. Yes, i have other friends I can talk to but  none that get me as much as this guy.So now I'm counting down the days until my phone rings, with that familiar voice on the other end saying hello and telling me he loves me. That's the great thing about him too, he's not afraid to show his feelings and we always end each call or visit telling each other how much we love the other.