i just got off the phone with bobby. we’ve known each other two plus years now. i rant to him about what happening, what im feeling. as usual, he calmly encourages me to be happy. to say “fuck them.” his gentle voice, and genuine belief in the words hes speaking put me at ease. i tell him how you drunkenly put your hands on me, and his instant defense and change of tone make me feel safe, protected even. we talk about how after all this time, we’re still drawn to each other. i think of how we wound up side by side kissing all night as if we never parted ways to begin with. i think of dancing awkwardly, smiling like crazy, and breathing easily whenever im in your presence. youre such a genuinely kind soul. and i’m pretty sure i’ve never met another person with a heart as big as mine, never mind bigger - like yours is. i know if nothing else ever comes from this, you’ll remain a close, very important friend of mine. you’ve seen me through all of my change, and i’ve seen you through all of your travels. we’re so much stronger than we know, until you remind me. maybe when you’re home this time, things will be different, and i wont have to accept that i’m always kissing you goodbye. no matter what, its just always so pleasant to know that you have one person that is stable, and reliable. thank you bobby cutiepants rogers, i truly - truly adore you.
