And I remember midnight birthday cake.

I remember when I first spoke with you. It was kind of awkward and weird at first, but then we kept talking and it got better. I could be so honest with you and not afraid. And everytime I told you something I was afraid to share, you made me glad I said it. You made me feel understood and. . . Valuable. You listened.

And I don't like it when there is so much time between communication. I start to doubt your existence and the validity of the way you make me feel.

I do not know what things will come to pass. I just want to say that even if I never speak to you again, you will always be, in my memory, a good feeling.