Dear my friend

Dear, friend.

I got your late Christmas gift today.
And I got your letter written with your own handwriting.
It is getting familiar reading your letter, in fact, it was somehow a bit difficult to understand your writing. I had to spend a bit more time to recognize each words.
But now, it is no more matter to deal with it.

Sometimes, you became 'Daddy Long Legs' in my life.
You never forget Christmas gift. neither Easter Card.

But still I gave you the feeling like stranger.

Yesterday, I met new friends who now stays in Paris.
She just briefly visited here and gave me late birthday party.
(it was quite nice to have my own birthday party with someone I first met.)
After spent a few hours I realized that I am completely different person and there is nothing in common between her and me.

She doesn't know something I know, and I also don't know anything of that she knows. Only thing that connects us was just feeling 'Intimacy' telling that we quite like each other.

Whenever I meet someone who are obviously different to me and live different lives, I still don't force myself being far apart from them. Being stranger is not always 'awkward thing'.

You said, you think you are somehow doing 'wrong'.
If there is nothing understandable inside of their lives, people generally believe that that's wrong... However, I am sure that there is no one who could tell what right thing is, neither which way is right.
The saddest thing is that they don't know how they are loved and how beautiful being they are. We often believe who we are is as who we are defined by others.(who are supposed to nicely get along with this society.) Nobody has right to tell which one is right person. Nobody knows that which way is right way.
That's why you don't need to make conclusion that you are going wrong.

Nevertheless it seems quite stable and desirable, I hardly see 'Love' in those who already gained reputation and self-confidence of themselves. But these people.. arrogant people.. they kill each other by judging others' lives, measuring, comparing..
I found myself belonging to the small World like 'weak to the wall'..

Nevertheless it seems strange and decadent, I clearly see 'Love' among those who scared of being in front of all. These people might hide themselves from being hurt. Even if majority wouldn't mind who they are, there is clear happiness, sadly weak hearts injured by this World.

Then, often ask to God, where he is.
He wouldn't judge by the way we do.
He wouldn't compare, expect, measure people, not as blind as we always do.
That's why we just carry on our lives not knowing whether it is right or wrong.
The answer belongs to nowhere at least not found in here.
So brought your soul in front of him. Listen to his voice, then you shall find why we still connect and why you walk through this way..