You will Never be Cold.

 Where are you, My Little lost soul? I cannot see you. Your presence is fleeting. There are only signs that you were here. Are we playing that game again? Where you you get lost and I have to find you? Ooh come on! You're not with me to shine your light...It will consume me, I'm afraid. I need the warmth of your presence. This game is never fair. Why am I the one who always has to do the searching? Will you come to me? I pray you will. You sound just like that voice in my head, always telling me to stop. Until you bring yourself back...

Learttes, I know you're there. There's that crinkle of your eyes. It is written in my heart.Today is the day isn't it? You have been dodging me for eternity. You say you're cold (both literally and metaphorically) but I beg to differ. I am colder. What would Ophelia say? Haaa, even I cannot save you from her. I'm sorry I'm deviating. Come out of the shadow and step into the light of truth. You feel as if that darkness will consume you, that all the pain you feel will drown you, that all thoughts in your precious head will drive you mad. I feel so too. Are my words enough, you ask. Frankly,I don't know. Perhaps I'm dreaming backwards.

Have we been digging up fool's gold? Hands dirty, body reeking? You know, there's a method to this madness. Feel as if you're the same as that dirt, I know. Scum of terra firma. Relax Learttes. That feeling is like a fungus; one that grows down your throat and chokes you to death. But it's not death day yet. 

Just like me,you have learnt to mask your pain. It's why you can lie like a professor. You and me both are like ballet dancers: they're told that that great flexibility is expected to blossom in a rigid world. In their quest for greatness,they learn ways to fool themselves. Just like you. Ohh really? It exists in different shades of grey. Pewter, dove, iron, fog, coin, porpoise..aah ! Aren't we besmirched? 

Did you finally see the Aurora Borealis, will all it's glory? Too bad. But time and chance happen to them all. I know you're tired Learttes, My Little lost soul is indisposed and you just happened to be here. Guess it was fate that you listen to my rant. The only gift I can give is some blossom. Pansies for your thoughts, Rue for your regrets, Rosemary for remembrance. Columbines for flattery. Daisies ( smiles nostalgically) the day's eye, all seeing. Someone sees you. I'd give you some Violets but they're dried. And no, your tears cannot bring them back...

Take those blossoms and live to fight another day. My little lost soul will be back, and you will get the help you need. Embrace the darkness, for without it, the light cannot exist. Take all of that pain, use it as ammo. We can never truly appreciate the value of pleasure without pain. Shut out those thoughts and embrace that special ambience within you. I've heard that stars are fire, but the real fire is burning inside you. It's warmth may be fleeting, or at times you may think it's totally gone in it's entirety, but it's Always there. You just have to find a way to reach it, and once you do,you will never be cold.

Sing like a canary to your heart ooh Learttes, this life of ours is so sweet it tastes like irony. Don't come to me with an innuendo. Guard that heart with armour. For when it bleeds, the world burns in flames.

As will always be a pleasure,

Asari Sango.