I knew we would be friends the moment I met you and now you just up and left the hot tub with ABSOLUTELY NO NOTICE! You made me cry in front of customers (and a little bit right now just thinking about it). Whatever, your texts took much too long to open up for us to keep in proper touch anyway.

Do you actually think you can escape your suit wearing, brief case touting fate just by trekking through the Amazon for a month? Well you can’t. It’s going to take a whole lot more work than that, my friend. Get your ass back here as soon as you’re back in the country so I can keep pulling you over to my side. 

And here I am, left alone in this little town. I’m just a girl left without her gay sidekick who isn’t at all gay. A big sis without her little bro. A Batman without her Robin. Who is going to come racing to my aid when I fly the signal in the sky? Pennyworth? I don’t think so. 

Don’t think I have forgotten all of our early morning conversations as the sun threatened to peak it’s way into our little world. Ok, so what we actually talked about escapes me now (and usually even the next morning) but I will always remember how I felt after. The vibes were always so good that my hangovers were moot. And I will never forget that magical night in Hogwarts, when we Harry Pottered after drinking wine good enough to swoon over, and ruminated on the world as time stood still and our minds floated well above the rooftops.  

Who is going to reach across the table, take my hand, and tell me everything I need to hear (but sometimes don’t want to) exactly when I need to hear it? Tell me that my fears are unfounded and that I have nothing to worry about? Draw out a trickle of tear just by telling me how much you believe in me? Who else can I try to crash my bike into every time we ride home? Actually think there’s value in my rambling rants? Who else is going to try to buffer my crazy behavior when I’m flying like a mosquito straight into a bug zapper? Very few people can contain this but you, my friend. 

Really, you just need to come back here asap. We have unfinished business to attend to. You still owe me a sit down over that bottle of Farella Alta (I bet you already drank it? It’s ok, we have more.) don’t think I have forgotten. We still need to have a Pomona adventure - though DBA is now out of the question, I’ll explain why later. There’s beer to consume. Trouble to get into. Revelations to share. LIFE TO BE LIVED WITH YOU IN IMMEDIATE PROXIMITY! 

I originally intended this to be a scathing post in the “I’m going to act like I hate you but you can tell I’m being sarcastic because I really love you” kind of way but I’m not that talented and now that I’m writing this I’m quite honestly a little disheartened about this whole business of you leaving so I will just say this: 

You are a dear friend and I am so grateful you have shared a part of your life with me, even if it ends up being just a glimpse. I will carry our good times and your kind words with me forever. You have a heart that is open and a sincerity that simply slices through all the other bull shit that’s out there. You have so much to offer the world (and you made a big impact on this girl already), regardless of what you end up doing. I’m proud of you for chasing adventure - remember how this feels because this is how life is intended to be felt. Be safe out there and please, please get into just a little bit of trouble. Catch you on the flip side :)