I find it fascinating that I cannot see his face but his presence is so much felt. The conversations were random, simple but fun.
With him I can completely be myself.
I find all of this weird because and I know it should not even exist. What’s even worse is that I might be the only one feeling such thing.
But sometimes it’s no longer important if you are affected by his mysterious presence the thing is you discover things… through his presence.
And with that I thank the instance of having met you