Even if we don’t talk anymore, I want to thank you. I want to thank
you for being my friend as long as you were. I want to thank you for
teaching me to love myself and everything I am. I want to thank you for
those long, pointless conversations that no one else could stand having
with me. I want to thank you for the funky calls in the middle of the
night when I was out cold just to tell me something you knew I’d be
excited to hear. I want to thank you for the out of the blue phone call
at 2am on the second to last day of summer, not too long ago, just to
ask me if I could hear thunder as it poured outside my window (yes I
still remember exactly how that went) in sheets. I want to thank you
for everything you ever did, and for existing. But most importantly, I
want to thank you for teaching me something very important. Now I know
exactly what to look for. It isn’t you.
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