Aiden, my little fire.

Centreville VA

Description

Hey, I miss you, Little Fire. I don't know if my last few messages, over a year ago now, ever got to you. When i finally got the guts to call the number, it wasn't your voice mail. I hope I didn't overstep - I just wanted to catch up. I think about you, still, every now and then. The last time we spoke, I was in a bad place, and you weren't ready for the next step. I don't want that anymore, I've just never had a friend like you since then. Every time I leave my house, I pray I run into you again. Like the first time we bumped into each other after years at Starbucks - you had grown your beard out, and I didn't recognize you at first. And then again when I happened to text you another year later. I still look a little too closely at firetrucks that pass me by - you were nearly done with your training last we talked. I'm sure you're saving lives and such now. If you see this, I'm proud of you. I'm thankful for the friendship you afforded me. I've never met another person willing to sit under a streetlamp with me under the moonlight and play with chalk, like kids. Or lie with me under the stars and hold our breaths 'till they danced instead of twinkle. I've never met another person who could pick up a guitar and sing, just like that, with whatever words came to mind. Ive never met another person I'd rather watch cartoons with. I've never met anyone like you, Little Fire. You changed me. For the better. If you see this and think about me too, text me. Or respond to this ad, if you don't have my number. If you don't wanna talk, it's okay. I just want you to know that you're one of a kind. Best of luck, always. I'm rooting for you. L.