At Least Someone's On My Side.

I was just thinking of Jon's cousin. Near the end of the summer, Jon and I went up to his place in Collingwood and went to visit his cousin and his cousin's girlfriend who lived relatively closeby. They had a bunch of people over at their house with a 12 year age gap between me and the oldest person there. I felt totally young and immature but tried my best to play it off. His cousin is so incredibly awesome. Just take Jon and reverse everything about him. He just had such a carefree and liberal spirit. Although he's about 28, he just had such an innocence. We ended up at the bar with them that night and we got a tad drunk. His cousin was raving about me, complimenting me and saying how lucky Jon was. When Jon left for a while, he said something that seemed odd at the time. He said that no matter what happened with Jon and I and no matter what Jon ever said about me, that he was crazy about me and that he wanted to let me know that he would always like me.

Looking back on it, I suppose he realized that Jon and I were totally opposite and would never work out. He knew it. It's just one of those moments that strikes you. I won't ever see him again. That's pretty much a certainty. And now that Jon and I are broken up... I know that he's still on my side.