I haven’t seen you much in the last few years, but we still occasionally talk as if we saw each other yesterday.
I made the horrible mistake of trying to set you up with someone the last time you came to visit and I hope that’s not putting you off coming up because you know better than I, that will never happen again.
I got stuck in a memory the other day (as one does) of You and Me and our old house mates sitting around in a circle outside our crumby little house, having a drink and talking. My ex’s ‘secret friend’ then appeared and he took her inside to ‘study’ … And I remember the look on your face of pure disgust mixed with a want to really hurt him. You tried to take my mind of the fact that only about 10 meters away they were ‘studying’ … and we talked well into the night and if I remember correctly, I fell asleep on your couch with a glass of something in my hand, watching you play guitar.
Thanks for that, by the way. I don’t know if I’ve ever said it properly.
Then years later when we got our time in the sun, It was short, but sweet. I remember lots of fireworks, literally and otherwise.
You moved away for work after that and decided you didn’t want to do the long distance relationship, I think more for my sake than yours. I was totally crushed, and don’t think I took it the best way. I didn’t speak to you for weeks afterward and when I finally did, I was cold and blew you off like you were a piece of lint on my coat. I tried not to be bothered with you, but you were the one person when all others turned their backs on me, who helped me brush myself off and then kicked me in the ass to get up and keep on going.
I’d like to say that I had a big part in helping build that relationship, but in truth I only did half the work. Probably less, really.
Time has been a very big factor, I’ve known you for nearly 7 years. You’re the friend who has been around for the longest, you know. You even came to see me after I came out of hospital, one of the only people to do so. It was awkward and odd, and I think I remember even falling asleep for part of your visit, but You came none the less.
I know that My plans in life have differed dramatically in the last few years, and the fact that you haven’t been able to be here for most of them is one reason why I’m writing this. I don’t ever want to stop speaking to you, or hearing about your days, or how many coffees you drank that morning. Thank You for the trouble you’ve gone to lately, and the things you’ve done for me. It must have been weird to hear about Me & D. It’ll be weird to hear about you too, but I hope that when the time comes I’ll be involved in the ring procurement. You’ll always need a second opinion.