“Intimate stranger” really is a perfect way to describe it. The freedom to be intimate with someone you don’t know, who you’ve realized understands you better than some of your closest people, has been a gift. And I know that’s been the same for him, because he doesn’t hesitate to point it out. But romantic feelings? “I have no idea, honestly,” I admit. “We are close; there’s no doubt about that to me. But it feels so absurd to claim romantic feelings for a person you don’t know that I sort of hesitate to imagine he could feel the same way.”
