1. That couple that asked me how long we’d been together as soon as you left and how I had to say “we’ve known each other for more than a year but we aren’t together” and watching the astonishment on his face: “but you seem like you are, you’re so comfortable.” Yeah. it’s like that.
2.The woman at the bus station desk and how she flirts with you, winking at me the entire time, “How do you put up with him?” “I don’t.” “Yes you do.” Caught me.
3. How we look sitting across each other in a booth to every one else there. A masquerade. Both looking at our phones and ignoring each other, knowing that when we go to sleep we’ll slowly drift apart and together again like ocean waves on a shore.
4. How maybe this is much much better than calling each other “mine.” How you don’t have to say goodbye to friends. How this is deeper than dates, and more important than movies, and cannot be described over beer at a dive bar. How I can say absolutely anything in the world to you and know that even if I offend you, your anger won’t last long. How we’ve never gone longer than 24 hours without speaking. How we can’t stay apart. How you are written on my heart. How you suggest we get friendship tattoos, and that when I asked “Are you sure you want a reminder of me on you forever” your answer was quick and sure: “Yes.”
I don’t know. I wish I could tell you these things, that I am glad to have you in my life, in whatever capacity it is, and glad to know that neither of us is walking away from each other. How comforted I am by this friendship, lasting, loving, and true.