It’s Friendversary, bitches.
To my dearest Lady,
It’s been three years since we met.
Only three.
To be honest, it feels like a lifetime. Or should I say 1500 years?
What a year this has been. We’ve been through quite some things together.
You scared me with your (amazing) writings.
I scared you because shit was going down and I wasn’t even living in the same continent.
Being away there was amazing, and I loved it. But gosh, I missed my friend.
I came back and felt changed, I felt different about myself (in the best way possible). Not that crazy, after everything that had happened there.
I remember the night we had to pack our bags. I remember texting you, I believe my responses were too short, cut off. I remember you asking what was wrong. I remember saying I couldn’t tell you yet, we had to call our teacher. I remember crying a lot. I remember texting my mom, feeling unsure if I even wanted to stay.
I remember texting you, you telling me to come home and me flat out refusing. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to stay yet. But if I told you I’d come home, I knew there would be no going back.
I remember feeling calmer after we talked. I remember how we had to drive away in the earliest of the morning, and of course I overslept. I remember texting you we were safe. I kept you updated and as shit went down around us there, your birthday came. I remember being so glad to see your face as you opened your gift. I remember myself, sitting on some sidewalk in waterfront, watching you go from suspicious to happy. I remember being so happy to have you in my life. That was a moment I missed home.
I changed projects, moved, and kept updating you on what happened. I remember you giving me hope, helping me trough the bad days, the fun days and overall just sharing what had happened.
I remember coming out of the closet to you, you telling me that you were proud of me. Later, you helped me when I wanted to come out to my parents. You gave me the courage I needed to do it.
I remember when I first saw you (and the bunns!!) again after Africa. I remember hugging you so tight and quickly wiping a tear away from my face.
When comic con finally came around again, I had the best time with you there by my side as Merlin. It was, well.. Magical.
My dearest friend, I know it may sounds strange, but you’re like my soulmate friend. Meant to be. So here’s to my dearest friend, warlock, druid, pirate, queen, Lady.. Here’s to us.
For you give me courage, inspiration, friendship and I know you will always be there for me, as will I for you.
Here’s to another (fifteen hundred) year(s).
Much love,
Helga
Erynn
Daere
Arthur
Evalyn
Irene
@piratewitch
