Thank you for replying within seconds although you know I should be asleep.
I know I ought to know better, I am an adult now. But it still means so much that when I feel a bit overwhelmed I can reach over to my phone and type a quick message and almost instantly you have read my worries and can return to me words of comfort and encouragement.
Thank you for being on the end of the phone at all sorts of strange hours. For caring enough to know that I could not sleep, and I needed to hear from you.
Thank you for reading in between the lines of my cheerful chatter and asking me why I was still awake. Thank you for probing until I confessed something was on my mind.
Thank you for taking it in your stride and reacting calmly, giving me clear advice that I would think about all night and remember the following morning.
I am trying to get out of the habit of sending you midnight messages. But you are my closest friend. you know secrets I have not been able to share elsewhere.
I find myself thinking of you last thing at night, wanting to tell you the events of the day. After a series of midnight messages between us, the comfort eases my heart and I often fall asleep waiting for another reply from you.
I had a wonderful time the past three days with him. But I blacked out again. It was crushing to realize what had happened. It’s the first time it has happened in almost three months. I am alright physically, just feeling a bit fragile because he had a taster of what life can be like after my head injuries.
Thank you for the midnight messages. I think I will be able to fall asleep now. I miss you so much. I am so glad to have you as my friend. I don’t know what I would do without you. I am so glad I have had you in my life…I don’t really want to ever lose you.