It looks like your illness has kind of dampened plans for our one-month anniversary, but I want to write this to tell you how I feel about things. I have enjoyed the time that we've spent together very, very much. You're just so fun to be with, to play around with, to run around with, to tickle, to kiss. You name it...
Your last card really meant a lot to me. It told me that you were looking for a relationship like I've been wanting for a very long time: a friend and a lover, who I can do things with, or just relax with.
Tom, I'm looking forward to this summer so much, when we can let our friendship grow more and more, when we can do more things together, and be with each other.
It's weird how this last month has gone. I liked you from the start, but for a while I was "freaked" because I didn't know where to find the time for you. As my feelings grew, I realized I just had to make the time.
And now, I find myself feeling insecure about our relationship. Not seeing you since Monday has gotten me wondering, even though I understand completely about your strep throat. But I'm hanging in there, looking forward to better times. I'll try to keep my insecurity under control.
It may be a little silly to make not of only a one-month anniversary like this, but I was thinking about it last Monday when you mentioned it, and the month has been so important to me that it was worth the sillyness [sic]. I'm so glad that I met you, and I hope that this has just been the first of many, many months of friendship and love between us.
Take care, Tom, and get well soon. I hope that you're feeling better real soon, and I'm pulling for you!
I love you,
Phil
I'm trying to remember his last name. I think it was Jimenez, but I could be wrong. Phil was a Stanford student driving a red Mazda sports car...I thought he was quite a catch. Our relationship was brief; I seem to believe his insecurities grew. Fast forward to finding him online not too long ago, I was glad to see that he was doing well and had a partner. I think he was once again "freaked" that I contacted him, so I didn't hear from him again. Always strange.
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