I was wandering in the snow one day when I ran into a strange man. He seemed oddly familiar in appearance and personality, but I knew for a fact I had never met him before. I was lonely country, da, but so was he. Little did I know it was older me! I had no friends, and asked him to be my friend... I have no one... except for him. Grown up Russia is all I have, and I look up to him as папа. I only wanted someone who cares, and if it's older me, then so be it. It's perfectly fine with me. I said I wanted someone who cares and if older me is the only one who cares then that is fine. I love him and he loves me in return. He is my best friend and my only friend... And it's the same way for him.