Dear ___ ,

The look on your face tells me life's got the best of you lately, which makes me sad. I can't say that you're the most amazing person I've ever known because if anything, you're more enigmatic than amazing, strong in your odd set of beliefs. I know you're way deeper than what people perceive of you, or rather, what you force people to perceive of you. Years of friendship and the odd bond we share has made me love and care for you as though you're my family. So when I saw you the other day, it wasn't hard to tell you're beaten and worn. I should have preyed it out of you mid convo, and insisted when you said nothing's wrong, but then again, it isn't hard to predict you'd just go on and conceal your thoughts. I feel guilt ridden to be rambling on about my new life while you're obviously troubled. I just hate how emotionally distant you are, you stupid emotional tortoise, always hiding when it comes to this.


So just in case you ever come across my blog in your hours of boredom, here's a quote I've always loved :

If it must be so, let's not weep nor complain. If I have failed, or you, or life turned sullen. We have had these things, they do not come again, but the flag still flies and the city has not fallen.  -Humbert Wolfe 

It's hard for me to tell you to cheer up, or tell you that things will get better - I think I know what's on your mind. But please, don't start giving up on life, or yourself. Life's beautiful, still.