My Biggest Fan

Hated him. Like literal contempt. Thought he was a punk. A player that got more action than a James Bond movie. And his ego was in serious need of deflation. Thought I had him figured out. Evidently I didn’t. First impressions can change. I discovered he reads this. Or read. Discovered I can’t hate someone who likes my thoughts. Someone who likes me. Clearly I had to give this gent a chance. And a chance he got. But he knows that story. People know that story. So I prefer not to tell it. Still, he is a punk. But I think of him with significant less contempt. Ironic that I despised this boy. Ironic how much I love envelopes from a few states away. Envelopes that say his name. Guess who got no such envelope today? I bet you guessed me. I miss him a little. Don't really know why. I only saw him twice after deciding he wasn't a complete horndog. Elder Ego. So clever and cool. Makes me laugh a little. And I love when he sends letters with secret messages. Literally so cool.