Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind

That day, it hit me that this was—this is—all new. Uncharted territory. Untrod earth.

I never thought I would meet someone who could know me, and whom I could know, as easily as breathing. It dawned on me a thousand times over...as we jogged around my apartment levelling up in Pikmin Bloom, as I sobbed on the couch and you held me and called me amazing, as we were chased across the green by a territorial possum, as we read Tales from the Inner City tucked under your doona, mulling over the pictures.

And it is curious how I met you here, out amid so much forest and desert and sun, a sixth of the world away from home. Yet there are no borders to what you’ve given me, the countless pieces of your world that you’ve shared with me, so selfless and brilliant, a universe unto yourself.

You, a tapestry of qualities woven in such vivid colours as I’ve never seen: how you mix different cereals for breakfast, how you delight in putting wheels on a server case, how you thank me at the end of ever hangout, how your preferred intensifying adjective is “spectacular,” your predilection to fruity bubble tea and carbonated water, your excitement for barcodes, the glee with which you plot to order a rainbow cup of popping pearls at Chatime.

I love the way our minds and bodies meet, our explorations of each other, all the new things I've learned about you and myself and us, our struggles and victories and defeats. I love the times I've cried without reservation beside you, as much as I love when we both laughed ourselves breathless. I love your curiosity, your humility, your generosity, your failings, your quickness to learn, your drive to help, to solve, to brighten everything you touch.

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