I can't wait to see him again. He reminds me so much of good times. Playing pool, listening to Metallica. Three am swimming. Christmas shopping. Fishing. Just watching TV with his head on my lap. It was always complicated with us. When he liked me I was all obsessed with his best friend and when I liked him he was over it. Anyway, now I think we will just be good friends. He's someone you can always count on to be funny and make you smile. He has hazel eyes. Our birthdays are three days apart. We always tried to have a joint party but something always happened to prevent it. He has one of those three-letter names and it seems like every guy I ever get serious about has a three letter name. It's weird but true. I'm looking forward to just being with him and feeling at home and not all upset at myself all the time. It's impossible to feel anything but pure happiness with him. He makes it that way. And maybe I'm expecting too much. I need him. But it's been 1.5 years since we last spoke and maybe he's changed and I know I've changed so it might be completely different.