You don’t know how super you are.
Years.
Years of flashy smiles.
Years of friendless friendliness.
Years of vapid courtesy.
Years of meaningless tinkles of laughter at dinner parties with people who didn’t give a shit about getting to know each other.
I had begun to feel like a stranger in a strange land.
And then I met you.
So simple.
So simply a person who gives a shit.
So simple and yet so huge.
Your lack of pretense. Your unembellished confidence. Your genuine humanity. These simple traits have become so scarce they’re now superpowers to me.
You have no idea how super you are.
You have no idea that you’re a life preserver in a sea of empty embraces.