Dearest.

It never ceases to amaze me how much people can change in a short period of time... As much as we promise eachother that things will remain the same, we are already fighting a losing battle... Time, the latter factor in the so-called continuum, is affecting, changing, manipulating us every day; even right this second. It is futile to cling onto our past, and to deny the future, for by the time we have finished whining and moaning and clutching helplessly at the concept of 'forever',  future has already arrived. Just embrace change; it is an integral aspect of the human experience.

I may put on a harder, carefree exterior, but the nature of the human being constantly plagues my mind with the cold loneliness that permeates this basement room and into my body. The only things stopping it from frosting over my willpower are the companionship of many old friends, who have stuck right by my side, through thick and thin; who have consoled me in times of need, and wordlessly given me both strength and comfort by their mere gazes... It is just as well that you too have recently joined their side. The other, your smile, lingers my memory and gives me hope to carry on. Frankly, we have precious little to live for in this world. To modify 'Desiderata': the world is a cruel place, with all its shams and drudgeries... But you make it worth living.