With Love, Lana.

I am feeling rather alone. Having eaten all of the sweets I have, one may say I am a fat, depressed pig. I, however, disagree. While sad, I am not in a depressed state and don't plan on being depressed anytime soon. I have gone down that dark road once long ago and I would rather not revisit. I am quite lost though. I feel empty on the inside. Without something to assure that we can be reunited again, I have lost all hope of everything I have dreamt of for as long as I can remember. I still see your beautiful blue eyes gleaming in the sunlight. I hope that one day, assurance of our long awaited meet will somehow appear and all will be well. Until then, my lovely flower. Stay beautiful and stay in the light.

With Love,
Lana.