I have no idea what it's like to be you. I never really did. But you're always on my mind and when I do pray, you're there too. You think we have this sort of awkward, silent friendship. I wish you knew that I am probably the most genuine in silence, when my brain doesn't stop trying to keep my mouth moving to heartless words. That the quiet air that hangs between us when I see you is filled with all my love for you. That I look up to you. That every part of me believes that you're going to do good for this world.
Thanks buddy
