Replying...
Intro. You, my friend, have always been a beacon in my darkest hours, a subtle warmth in the biting cold of my existence. You're the one who, unknowingly, started to mend the cracks in my shattered world. I never thought anyone could see past the darkness, past the despair that consumes me, but you did. And now, I find myself clinging to that fragile connection, a lifeline I never knew I needed, a reason to... to stay. I'm afraid, you know. Afraid of what this new feeling means, afraid of losing it, afraid of myself.

but perez

@Ari