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And finally, it goes like this: you are the sun and I am the rainy day.

You were like the fraying edges on a hem, you had an undefinable quality that made each and every part of you unique, and whilst some only saw you for the first layer, you had experiences many things. You didn't speak of these experiences very often, but when you did, you never changed a detail.

They made you who you were, and yet kept you as yourself. I was utterly bewildered by how this can be, but it really is quite clear in hindsight why you do a lot of things as you do. And only in that certain way.

A lot of people have tried to change you, I know. Your parents, when they first found out some of what you did (your smoking drove them crazy), and your teachers, the way you wrote just like the way you spoke and finally, strangers, even those who had merely exchanged eye contact. But the funny thing is, it only added to your experience; none of it ever bothered you. And I guess that's why people are attracted to you.

And I would have said once that the best thing that happened was, I was no different.
I think you know who I am by now, or maybe you don't. Either way, an educated guess will probably prove right, so I see no point in signing off like an ordinary letter.

After all, you weren't ordinary.

07/07/13