I fell in love with him the way you fall asleep: slowly at first, then all at once.*

He is 6 hour skype calls until the sun comes up, laughing at how my upper lip looks like a mustache and his nose looks like the bell on the Taco Bell logo.

He is the lover of black women that says my poems are beautiful and my tans are healthy.

He is a conversation that never ends but never strays to flirtation nor awkwardness. A listener of my stories and the laughter that gives them meaning.

He is comfort in a place that is unknown. He is the unexpected friend that feels so close to something I've always known.

Oh how he is.