If I could sum up our friendship in one sentence, it would be this: The best things in life are unexpected, because there were no expectations. When you no longer fear letting your guard down, when you can let someone see you at your worst as well as your best, when someone can ease your fears just about anything, this is someone worth keeping and fighting for. You are someone worth keeping and fighting for.

I'm writing this to acknowledge what's in my heart right now, and that's all the admiration and appreciation that I can gather in this world for you. On the list of things that make me happy, having you in my life really tops the ******* cake. I love being able to confide in you, I love sharing my affection with you, I love every video call we make, I love everything about you and about us. **** me to the ninth rung of hell for being so verbally generic, but it's true. Every single word of this is true. Some people would tell me right now that I'm making myself vulnerable, and you know what? I am, and it's scary as ****, opening my heart up again after having it injected with arsenic. But I trust you.

So thank you. Thank you for being my friend. Thank you for being here for me. Thank you for co-existing on this planet with me. You don't realise how much more bearable you make life. Hearing your voice, seeing your face, reading your messages; these are the sources of all the endorphins that rush into my head and all the dokis that hit me right in the kokoro. If you change, change for the good. You never cease to amaze me. I'm always here for you. Keep smiling and breathing, you beautiful, worthy man.

Merry Christmas, you big mush.

We're lucky, you know that?
There are dreams that go unfulfilled,
words that go unsaid,
sights that go unseen.
We make a great ado about the most trivial matters,
but when you stop and think
about all the memories you could possibly make
with all the things and people you have,
you realise that it is possible to make life just a bit less miserable.

There are seven billion souls in this world, and counting,
yet we managed to find each other.
Whether or not you're at the other end of the red string of fate
doesn't matter.
I live in the moment,
and this moment I share with you
will last for as long as I breathe.

What am I to make of all this?
Our destinies don't align
You will never love me like I love you
And yet I would still give my last breath to you
The lunacy of pursuing the horizon
Hoping that someday I'll finally reach it
with my bare hands  
Hoping that someday
you'll see how much you mean to me
and finally respond
But alas, the day ends
the sun sets, the moon rises
What little light fills the void
I hold my breath in my hands
where your heart could have been
Here I am, letting you go
There you are, letting me suffer
The wind blows you away
only to be discovered by another lucky soul
Until we meet again, sweet you,
goodbye