I barely even know his name yet I feel I know his soul from a former moment when battles took place and he was the very last thing I would ever mentally embrace.
I barely even know the smile he holds upon his face, but I picture it shining and golden because that is the way his words spark out his soul.
I do not know where you dance, what you drink or what you sound like, but I picture you to have 2 left feet, I picture you with a beer in one hand and a coke in the other with laughter surrounding your aura and I picture your voice as charming as that of birds in Spring and as interesting as the sound of thunder in the distance.
I sometimes forget to breathe when my mind wonders towards the thought of you or have emotions of missing that small piece in my life and you sorta seemed like a piece I would need in my life.
Look, I don't know you and we barely speak, and we have only had one good conversation, but that good conversation has lighted small sparks within me. Your witty banter has caused laugh lines that will go on forever and your batman-growing-pains have left an impersonation on a stupid 18 year old who wants someone intellectual that inspires and holds her thoughts closer and deeper than any baby could ever be held by their mother, and you...
Yes, you have caused me to believe that people with deeper thoughts and a love for real conversation still exists. You have caused a stupid 18 year old to gain inner-control over her time and future and mission and place. You have caused an 18 year old to wonder why aren't there more people like you on this earth.
I barely know your flaws, but I know they are as beautifully imperfect as my mind runs on to find comfort.
I barely know your strengths, but I know they gain hope from your mind...
I have seen no other person leave me so deeply in thought and in hope for love as you have.
For that, I say thank you.