You know, I feel like I'm such a normal person when I'm around you. I don't know if I should be grateful since it always feels so disconcerting, but I'm going to thank you anyway.
I like it that you don't take me seriously when I joke about liking you. Or like yesterday when I said I miss the smell of the cologne you usually wear. (I may say things like that out of the blue, but I was listening to you the whole time I swear. And I can tell how much you missed Mississauga and one person in particular too. See, I was listening.)
You might or might not have noticed, but I was wearing my shades the whole time we were together because you were also wearing yours. I thought it was unfair that I'm not able to see your eyes, so I covered up mine. Even if I'm hopelessly nearsighted and I was bumping into people left and right.
I hated it that you left early when we just got to Robinson's Galleria, but I thought it was cute when you lit up the moment I told you I'd accompany you going there. At least I got to be on a bus ride with you.
I know, I know. It's odd, me talking about you like this. I admit, I feel a bit odd myself. But see, it's always a big deal for me during the rare times I feel like I'm a normal human being... And I guess I just wanted to say thank you.
PS: You're getting fat. :P
