Sometimes I wonder if the only thing that ever truly separated us back then was the distance.
And, if that was really such a terrible thing that nothing could have happened between us.
You are one perplexing guy.
Despite that, or in spite of that, I still miss you.
And you should be meeting me in San Diego for Comic Con, but you’ve been a bum and you may very well be homeless by Monday.
But I love you.
I’ll call you my best friend until the day I die.
I would really love to spend more time with you.