November 11, 2007

BTW: Yes, I know that you and my Best Friend are the same person.

You are now the woman you wanted to be when I met you. Every single day I lived with you I not only told you that you can be who you want to be I even told you why I thought so. Every time you asked me what you should wear I made my pick with joy and without fear because the things you once disliked about you were either a self-imposed fallacy or could easily be turned into yet another previously undiscovered star in the universe of you. Every time I saw you after not seeing you for more than six hours I picked you up and lifted you to the sky for I knew that's where you belonged.

You know every word of that last paragraph is true. Its the last and only reason why I can still hold my head up high in places where no one knows me and everyone who does know me will never be able to find.

Have a great day.