Hey Stalker: Thank You

This is the third time writing this post. Seriously. I wrote it, published it, deleted it, wrote it again, published it, deleted it, and once again I am back to writing. I never delete my posts. What I write stays where it is. This is the first time I have actually bothered to rewrite it over and over. Why? Because it didn't feel right. As I was writing it, then after I published it, then after I reread it because I wasn't comfortable with it, it didn't feel right. I was trying to say something while teaching a lesson, and it just wasn't working. There wasn't a lesson I needed to teach, there was only something I needed to say. So this is your warning: if you want to learn something, I suggest you stop reading, unless you're bored or interested. If you are bored, go ahead, read all you want. But this post is for my stalker. The person who reads everything I write, hears everything I say, and knows everything I think. For the person I met by chance, but stayed friends with by choice.

I've already blogged about telling people how much you care about them, in my earlier post, "If I Die Tomorrow". But I never got into some of the detail I would have liked to with specific people. So here's where that comes. This isn't just an apology, or a way to make them forgive me. This is a true and honest statement. Because I don't lie. Especially not to this person.

I really don't.

Back when we met, over a year ago... Well, you know the story. Basically, I didn't ever think that you could become who you are. I didn't ever think that the person who was paired up with me by chance would become the person I run to when I need it, the person who makes me laugh when I need it, or the person who will forever be standing by my side. I didn't think that that girl at camp would ever know all of my thoughts, detect my bad moods, or read me like a 1st grader's picture book: easy. I never thought a lot of things, but I basically never thought that you would be my best friend. As things progressed, I never thought we would talk every day, stalk each other's tweets, or basically be where we are. I never thought that I'd be seriously thanking you for everything you've done. But here we are. So thank you for encouraging me when I'm down. Thank you for supporting me when I need it. Thank you for making me smile and laugh. Thank you for making me feel smart, or like I'm a good person. Thank you for talking to me every day, regardless of what I look like. Thank you for being both forgiving and apologetic. Thank you for being nice, considerate, and everything I look for in a friend. Thank you for not being anything I hate in a person. Thank you for teaching me things. Thank you for reading this. Thank you for wanting to read this. Thank you for being yourself. Thank you for letting me be myself. Thank you for being so many things I can thank you about. Thank you for wanting to be my friend. Thank you for making an effort to be my friend after we first met. Thank you for never abandoning me or leaving me alone. Thank you for always being on my side. Thank you for understanding me, more than anyone else I know. Thank you for a lot of things. But mainly, thank you for being just about the best friend I've ever had.

Hey Stalker: Thank You.