You were in my life and out of my life in a blink of an eye, but that brief moment I knew you, you reminded what I deserve.

Of course you didn't know any of this, all you knew about me is the very basic stuff shared when you first meet someone. You didn't know I was hesitant to hang out with you out of fear you had bad intentions, you didn't know I was used to not being listened to, you didn't know that I wasn't used to laughing so much with a guy.

Knowing you was a pleasant surprise. You were honest, you knew the importance of safety, your interests lined up with mine more than anyone I'd known, and you listened in a way I didn't think anyone actually could do. Our friendship was fast and fleeting, and knowing I'd probably never see you again was pretty bittersweet.

But I'm glad you didn't know about the things I was used to. I'm glad that all you knew was how I marched mellophone, that I really liked ice cream, how hard vacations were without the gym, and that sand crabs were terrifying to me. Knowing I could have that much fun with someone who only knew that much about me reassured me of myself.

Thank you for those things. Thank you for the laughs, thank you for proving to me guys like you really exist, thank you for not making me do anything I wasn't comfortable with, and thank you for doing all these things unknowingly.

Without knowing it you showed me that I don't have earn the right to be myself with someone.