to whom it may concern

 

Some things are better left un-said

 

Although when I look back, I do smile. The past the beginning when things were (relatively) simple and pure.

 

Would you sigh? Ruefully?

 

Don’t.

 

It was fun, wasn’t it?

 

Just remember that it was good. Flimsy unreal but good.

 

That’s all I wanted to remember. That’s all there is to it.

 

Take care.

 

We are all fine.