Dear, Guess who.
Ever since I was 4, I welcomed you with open arms, as you are the sole being that will take me as i am now, a broken soul in a scarred shell. Inevitable in every way to everyone, you are. Being the hardhearted man i grew up to be, I've never feared you in everyday life, not even once.
When i am finally silenced and accepted into the darkness, i will remain but a memory to all that I interacted with, but strangely...I will not be a memory to most that i cared about and/or loved, for that care or love was mostly one-sided, and taken for granted.
I called upon you often, to accept me into the shadows, and let this scarred face, and this fake smile, bring lies of happiness, and my true despair, to an end, often times I see myself trying to bait you to me, by setting up a rope, or fasting for long periods of time. What stopped me from finishing, you ask? Valerie, my dear Valerie, lectured me about how my actions were foolish, and about how...i wasn't ready to meet you yet, and that it would upset her if i did.
I do love my dear Valerie, but i question what love is...maybe when we meet, you will tell me the answer?
Goodbye for now, and good luck with your travels.