So—I don’t want to be a dick about this, but—I guess you’re seeing another young man.
I was, although not necessarily perfect in this pursuit, under the impression that we were—perhaps, possibly, maybe—still working things out.
But, I suppose the best way to say this, is that—whatever happens—I would much rather things be really good for you than they be at all weird for me.
You’re totally fucking badass.
I wish you the best.
You`re such a champ at expressing the tangential nature of thought patterns. What I mean is this: you write how I generally think.
I try to avoid such tangent-based speaking–although I recognize I`m not a total success in such pursuits–but I can only dream of using it so successfully in a writing capacity.
Look: I`m doing it right now and failing!
I guess imitation–even failed imitation–is inherently flattery and, hopefully, flattering for you.
Maybe I take that back. Maybe you don`t write how I think. Maybe you write how I would want my thoughts to be heard.