Quite the opposite really. He’s there every day for me.
He’s been there for me during some difficult times which got me a little down.
He’s cheered me up by reaffirming our friendship, sharing his unwavering belief in my awesomeness, and showering me with compliments and praise.
Really, when we started out I thought he’s be a harmless flirtation. I never expected I’d want to share the highlights of my day with him and hear him share his with me.
And, at a time when I feel like I’ve lost a friends, it’s nice to have someone to fill the void. I like feeling like someone cares enough about me to want to be my friend.
It’s also especially nice because I can be myself around him. I don’t have to be perfect, or confident, or even happy all the time. He accepts me the way I am, however I come at him.
And that, my friends, is a rare gift indeed. And one I’m indebted to him for.