I write you this letter with hopes that it captures your soul and reside in a mansion of your big heart

with it’s sanity I pray that it make sense and parade the degree of necessity and how important it is for you to know about all the things it entails

I wish you could picture me as I write for you, be a distinguish Guest and preside over it’s diction

explore into my feelings find a will of goodness as you land down at the bottom of my heart, I think there’s a heart beat that you should attentively adhere to it’s an anthem of your own

I wish you make it up into my head, there’s a file of pre-conversations that we never had

I wish you could notice and partake a starring role in my imaginary theatre of your own parade, I’m so sorry in here many of your illustrations are conclusively portrayed

after all there’s a project initiated by my will, conducted by a mere consortium of my rusty love…I wish you could have time and go through it, maybe in it’s index you will find a sample of a reality that I often foresee with you.