amused by the article in life! expounding on friendship, but seeing your name again in full, especially when I know it is personal, shoves me off the edge into insecurity. not quite sure if we're still friends, not quite sure of what I am in relation to you, not quite sure of even whether this friendship matters. I suppose I should have seen it coming! so inevitable, so regrettable. what could I have done anyway, 千里送鹅毛?

maybe I was right, there is no love, and mr fine line can cease to exist.