we don't talk much, in fact we don't really talk at all. we used to be acquaintances but really not even close enough to be called friends.
i was not feeling my best, i felt extremely out of place in a place and time in which i felt i should have felt at home. i had no reason, only thoughts scurrying in my brain on all the alarms seen around me.
i'm not sure you knew, but i had no idea what to do or where to go. only somehow i found a place looking ahead dully with you beside me in which i was not planning on staying. that was until you looked over at me, and spoke so i could hear.
you tried your best to make me feel better, without asking what was wrong or if i was alright. you demonstrated to me what i should do in an effort of making me laugh, in which you succeeded as a small smile formed on your lips. you promised no matter what i did i could never make myself look any more ridiculous than you had.
i did not take you up on your offer to test that theory. nor did i give into the pressure in which you tried to get me to loosen up and have fun.
despite all of this, i only wish to say thank you. for not asking why a girl supposed to be having the most exquisite time, was seen to be having one of the worst. for doing your best to get me to smile and have a better time without making me feel as if i had to.
you helped as your slight gesture truly made a greater impact on me than anyone asking if i was alright. your short conversation with me brought me back to what i was there for.
and for that small gesture, i want to thank you.
with love,
s.d.
