#dearmary

С Днём Рождения, Муняша!

You have brought me to tears at this point as I try to grasp the little memory that I hold.

I’m losing sense of my own control as I try to put the pieces together backwards. A blank space. A space where they should be a recollection of time. But there's nothing and that has brought me disappointment and fear. As I lose valuable time on my own life.

So I think it's time that we part ways once again. This strand of you is not what I imagined. This strand of you was not in the description. This strand of you is harmful to my own existence.

Until we meet again in another time in another form.