He understands me really well. He picks up on things I don't say - sometimes he phrases things I didn't know I was thinking. He never tells me what I'm thinking, though, like a couple of other people in my life tend to do. He gives the impression of being genuinely interested in what I think and how I tick.

He has a really nice, understated sense of humour. I like it when I can make him laugh - it doesn't happen that often, but it has happened.

He accepts everything I say. Not in the sense that he agrees with me all the time (or even most of the time) but he never reacts with disbelief or disgust. Something that has been really important to me is the way he accepts that what I say is true at that point but not everything is necessarily true all the time... I mean that, for instance, if I were to say "I hate my brother", T would accept that I do indeed hate my brother at that moment, but that doesn't mean I hate him all the time. (I don't have a brother so it's a safe hypothetical example )

He gives me time, and space, to talk. He's never impatient with me when the words won't come. I think he's the only person I've ever encountered where I've felt that.

And he has a lovely smile.

(Hmmm. I wrote a song about the things we like about our Ts last summer.... I wonder if I could find that thread )

I could go on for a LONG time. He's a really good T. Not perfect, he has his flaws to be sure, but that also means he is human which is a good thing as well.