Dearest,
I have no one to be fed up with.
I have no one to be angry with.
But at the same time,
I dont have someone who loves me enough for me to be fed up with.
I dont have someone whom i love enough to be angry with.

Hang in there.
Its not the baby.
Its not about anyone else.
Its about the love you two have.
Its about the love you two cherish.
Impulse will cause permenant damage.
Damages that might never, ever recover.

Im writting this for someone who will never ever see this post.
They used to be friends.
And i envied them.
Because you are a pair that i envied, please continue doing what made me envy.

God bless.