I think you're amazing. But it's not because of the things you do, even though you've done some amazing things. It's that you exist, and it's a sweet and lucky coincidence in my life. I never wanted you to be anyone other than who you want to be, because that's who I think is the best. And I didn't want to do anything else but pass the time really, until you knew that for sure. I feel lucky that I even ever got to meet that person, because she's awesome. So maybe I've called you beautiful, and maybe it didn't come across right, but I really missed seeing your bedhead. And I miss your stupid jokes, and I miss laughing at things together that are strictly dumb or naughty. I missed being stupid together, because we could. I missed hanging out with you when nothing's going on... I tried to compensate for things I thought might be absent in your life, but yeah, that's honestly how I've felt about you. And I can't fulfill my wildest fantasy today, of rubbing my finger between your eyebrows and look up around you. So I'll just write you a little note, and say thank you for being out there, and thank you for being you. <3