"Indeed I say... how peculiar!"

I feel guilty for never having had the chance to cause ruckus with your cheeky self during the times when you asked me, I hope you understood. I feel awful for not having made more effort to acknowledge just how lovely you are, you always understood. I feel dreadful for causing you the pain of watching "us' drift, I can only assume you understand because of the tears you watch me cry.

It's so strange, in it's own little way, but I know you understand. Stay sweet beautiful boy.