Tuesday, August 02, 2005
I don't know if you will ever read this, but I feel compelled to tell you anyway. You have been my best friend for what seems like forever, and I love it when you tell me that I have pleased you in some small way.
If I am sometimes filled with doubt, it isn't about you, or your feelings for me. It is about my feelings regarding myself. Sometimes it just gets too difficult to remember that there are people out there (like you) who love and care for me even when I'm not the most fun to be around, and even when I make mistakes.
You are a wonderful friend, and the best man I know.
Even when things around me all look black, I know you still care.
Thank you.
If I am sometimes filled with doubt, it isn't about you, or your feelings for me. It is about my feelings regarding myself. Sometimes it just gets too difficult to remember that there are people out there (like you) who love and care for me even when I'm not the most fun to be around, and even when I make mistakes.
You are a wonderful friend, and the best man I know.
Even when things around me all look black, I know you still care.
Thank you.
