I just wanted you to know that Friday night was completely magical. I wanted to thank you for that. You should know that I was terribly worried that things wouldnt be okay, that I'd have nothing to say, that things would be awkward and you'd never get to know the real me.
But the way you acted, the way you listened and cared, made me see that you're the only one who's ever really wanted to know the real me.
And when I was coming up the escalator to meet you, and rummaging through my purse, so that I wouldnt look like an idiot looking around for you, and I saw you standing there, atop the staircase smiling, I really dont know what sort of doofy face I was making, but my heart was smiling.
And when you stepped down onto the moving up escalator and put out your hand to make sure I got off okay, I think that God was sending me you to make sure I made it okay.
You make me more than okay.
Thank you. Thank you so very much.