I thought I would never see you again, old friend... I've missed you terribly. It hurts to see what's become of you, dear; if only I could meet those responsible, I would swiftly reduce them to a bloody pulp.
I want to be held by them very tightly and very long.
So they're still around, too. I wish I could feel as carefree in their presence as I used to, but we've all changed, haven't we? My dear friend, all the same.
Darling, if it is not some greater power which has reunited us over and over, then I must simply be the luckiest person alive.
I know I shouldn't believe in fate. I know I break my own heart with it. I can't help but feel that I was always meant to love you.
A delightful fellow who knows how to have a good time :) bro i have some little poems in progress if u wanna cut your teeth on something exciting <3