I don’t remember when or why we became friends but I’m glad you’re in my life and I’m in yours. I never truly believed in kindred souls, and most especially not in the non-romantic kind until that night we stayed up talking until the sun brought in the morning light.
Thank you for sharing pieces of yourself with me in between meals and work, and in our short walks home together. Thank you for accepting me, quirks and all, and for always making an effort to listen to me [ramble]. Most of all, thank you for being you. For what it’s worth I think you’re amazing in spite of everything you have gone through.
One day the love you so willingly give away will return to you a thousandfold.