Wednesday, 13 June 2012

Hey, I Heard You Were A Wild One! x


I made a friend in the first week of living in London and now we’re at the end of our year. I sat and drunk with him today. Just like our first night together. We chatted, we laughed, we checked out waiters and we discussed our plans for life… we were the same two people that met all the way back in September but so much has happened in those nine months between then and now.

His name is Jp and I don’t know where I would be without him.  He today offered me a gift of sort and in excitement I practically screamed the bar down exclaiming my love for him. This evening when I needed a favour, I rung Jp and he so lovingly with no hesitation told me he would try all that he could to help and get back to me as soon as possible. Again I proclaimed my love for him.

Tonight I’m writing this because I never want him to forget that it is not for his actions that I love him but for the heart and the mind that allows those actions to take place. He, like all of us, is a person who has made mistakes, but without this we truly would not learn. What I will say is that if he has ever done anything that one may consider wrong then it has never been with mal-intentions.

My love for this man I fear I would not be able to express to him so vividly because he is the person who makes me laugh. He puts a smile on my face every time we are in each other’s company  and so  sometimes I don’t know how I could just stop us in our elements to be so serious to admit to him that he has made this year so wonderfully special.


I don’t just love this man, I respect him too. Today we spoke of who we are envious of; who has qualities that  one day we wished to possess. If only he realised he was sat right in front of me. As well as being ridiculously good looking and (most the time) quite humble about it too :) he is perhaps the strongest man I’ve ever come across. He fights his battles without hurting the people around him. He gets knocked off his horse and gets back on with a smile on his face. He has experienced what most wouldn’t even dare to think could happen but still asks first how it is that I’m doing…

Jp if you are ever to read this, I hope you realise how special you are. I hope you come across someone who makes you as happy as you make me and I hope our friendship only grows stronger. I hope that your dreams do come true because there is no person I know who deserves it more than you.

I made a friend in the first week of living in London. His name is Jp and I’m pretty sure he’s a friend for life.  I may not see you for another two years and who knows what will happen between now and then but I can say without doubt that this friendship that we have - it won’t fizzle out and it won’t be lost, it won’t crack nor will it dissolve. I’m not planning to lose what we have any time soon!

Thank you for existing my Portuguese Prince.


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