P.S. Been Meaning to Write....

Written to my best friend who allows me to be myself.

I miss you so much,

it causes a pain in my chest.

It's nobody's fault,

that's life.

A few hours, maybe, every now and then is insulting to both of us,

we deserve each other more than that, don't you agree?

"Catching up" is a casually used phrase, which could never apply to us. Not even now.

Even with the distance, we are so much more than a pair who would "catch up,"

to hold off,

till the next time.

We were, 

should still be,

constant.

Who else could I still feel so close to, even when away for far too long?

You are the reason I make sense.

You are the comforting words.

You are the calming look.

You are the one who makes me see myself.

You are my wonder wall.

Don't ever forget who you are to me,

you will always be these things,

and so much more.

You see all the hidden meaning behind every word,

like nobody else has ever or ever will.

You actually understand me.

Wow.

That's powerful.

Wow.

There is nothing I could f*****g say to explain how amazing you are,

and how much I appreciate you.

I love you so much.