01:49

“What is she like? I was told—
she is a
melancholy soul.
She is like
the sun to the night;
a momentary gold.
A star when dimmed
by dawning light;
the flicker of
a candle blown.
A lonely kite
lost in flight—
someone once
had flown."

–Lang Leav

There is always love. I've told you that I love you, and I always will, in a way or another. Now as a friend, someone that used to know your habits crystal clear, I hope that you'll be fine. What led you to that, I have no clue. Things definitely changed over the years, but I hope you'll be wise enough to evaluate your own actions for your future. I will always be concerned about your well-being because after all, I did spend a decent amount of time with you and there was love. This love will always keep me connected to you, but this love is a love from a friend, a friend that will quietly watch over you. You and I, we are history. You will be fine.