Of all the trustworthy people I’ve ever met, you’re the best one and I’ll never regret of telling these things to you, M because you’re more than I thought and more than a friend to me I suppose, yet I won’t let anyone to harm you and I promise I’ll protect you though I’m not always there for you but probably you’ll know the truth behind that wall of unwary deceitful tormentor whom I fear so much because I feel helpless and weak since he planned my abduction and incarceration of my memories into a deep-barred sink which later on was freed by my childish yet hedonistic curiosity the moment I remembered your name.
I have no home nor a place where I belong. But M, with you, I’m home. I’m safe. My secrets are guarded with your love, strength and magical strangeness.
Coming home for you,