My Guardian Dog
I'm rereading my story of old, the one you commented on, chapter by chapter. I laugh out loud at your notes in red. I have to hold back sometimes not to message you back and explain certain things, the reasons behind my writings. I still miss you so damn much. But you probably wouldn't appreciate a message from me. You made that very clear all those years ago. And I had made it clear that if you changed your mind, I'd be here for you. I meant it then and I mean it now. I hope you are well. Take care, my flame.