When I was there nagging and crawling you pushed me away now when I started to walk properly you want to offer your hand.. Too late my dear I don’t need support now. I have killed myself too many times now my wounds don’t bleed anymore all seasoned. Don’t let your eyes sparkle with the shines all that glitters are not gold so don’t get carried away because you won’t be able to handle the pain what I had experienced. You stay cool, keep your humor alive don’t let it die , I still adore your intelligence there’s no one who can match your IQ. I still cherish our old memories though few still they are worth remembering. Stay as you are don’t change cos that makes you unique.