If I could but be a master of time, leaving a timeless message through every step of my wake that I have never forgotten - having cherished you wholeheartedly, always.
"I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, [ ], if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And so, I did. I left with many words unspoken, transiently hanging in the air.
So here I am, picking up the fantastical devil's device called 'Word Document', and writing for a change. There were a few I knew who are clearly talented in this than I - And I'm sure if they see this they'll know. I hope the right people do.
There's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it, you know. As I always quoted and told you to an annoyingly repetitious degree, to my smug pleasure.
With hope at last,
Will H. A. (That's me, not the book character :p As much as that still inflates my ego to the present existing day. )"
Following
