I think about it every time we have a meeting. The beginning was the hardest... but now I barely see wewe as that sweet young lad I found so long ago... but at the same time wewe still have that childish innocence in your eyes, wewe have that same goofy grin as wewe always had even as a child.

I wonder when it happened? When I started to finally let go of the past. My moyo still clenches it but not as tightly, not as tight- but still holding onto it, because you... wewe were the first to make me feel like I had someone who actually could depend on me. Heh look at me though, the once great Arthur Kirkland, the Captain of the once great ship that sailed the seven seas! Now reduced to such self loathing...

It doesn't even feel like those days were real, but how I savoured those times.... and how I still yearn for those times! But as I've learned time and time again, your not interested in having anything to do with me...

I just.... I just wish wewe could see how painful and hard this was for me. I just wish wewe could see from MY point of view! *sigh* But I know... that will never happen. Just a simple dream too far out for me to reach...