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.
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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