To my fellow love-expert,

you are going to be okay. You always will. I've known you long enough to know that you'll get through this just fine, whatever the end is going to be.

I would never forget the conversation we always had about how getting through stuff like this is a piece of cake. It hurts, I know you didn't deserve it, but it's life. You dealt with this before, and you will see another of this in the future.

Just remember,

a fuckload of wrong turn is necessary in order to get to the right path.

So cheer up. Smile. Laugh. I'm never going anywhere, anyway, Leo.

x

ps. There's nothing makes breathing easier than seeing you laughed this morning.