You’re an incredible friend. You’ve loved me when I’ve often struggled to love myself.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve texted me and called me and otherwise checked on me when I’ve never asked you to do so. Especially when I’ve secretly needed your love but felt too ashamed or needy to ask for it.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve asked me to coffee or concerts and shared in lively lovely conversations with me when the silence of isolation has nearly engulfed me.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve told me stories and jokes and make me smile when many frowns abound.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve joined me on adventures to foreign and familiar locales alike, and you’ve made me appreciate life’s moments, mammoth and small, all the more.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve penned me letters and mailed me postcards and you’ve helped me remember from afar our good times together. You make me wish you were here, or that I were there.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve remembered my birthday weeks in advance, and you’ve been quick to congratulate me on my various life’s victories. You’ve never made me or my worth feel lost or forgotten.
You’re an incredible friend. Your writing and your music and your art and your work and your outlook on life and your relationship with Jesus have undoubtedly inspired me in my own journey.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve let me cry deep into your chest or across thousands of miles of invisible phone lines and you’ve never once pushed me away or hung up the phone.
You’re an incredible friend. You’ve stood by me through the years when so many others have filed in and out of my life. You are a precious mainstay.
You’re an incredible friend even when I’m a horrible friend.
You’re an incredible friend, and I don’t thank you enough for it. I want to be more like you.
Beautiful.