I'm 20, in the past few months I've met quite a few guys. All of which clearly never led into anything more. A few drinks here and there, chats from time to time and even one of the most humours drives back home when the thought of the the possible 4am cheesy chips in hand walk home seemed unbearable.
I've never met a guy like the one I recently met. Now, I've not known him for all that long at all but he's had such an impact on my life. It was obvious there was some form of connection there. Maybe it was that we lay for hours just opening up about life and telling each other things we couldn't ever imagine even telling our closest friends, maybe it was the spark when we kissed and we both admitted we could do it for hours, maybe it was the fact we deal with similar things on a day to day basis that we find hard to explain to other people, or maybe it was even the fact that I believe everyone comes into your life for some reason and I'm figuring out what the reasoning for him was.
Things have been pretty bad health wise of recent. Way too many calls to 111, hospital visits and endless tears but in my hour of need he was another person I could count on. He held my hand and hugged me reassuring me everything was going to be alright. Again, all this from a guy who didn't have to.
Just before we said our goodbyes, we pinky promised that wouldn't be our last encounter. I have no idea whether there was any truth on his part, but I don't break my promises. Life works in the strangest of ways. Who knows whether I'll see him again? I just needed to write about him because I don't think anyone has ever managed to make me laugh, smile or feel less anxious in the small time he managed to accomplish that.