Dearest Deer,
Things have changed, it's weird. For the better.
It's nothing to do with your absence, which I resent. I had no opportunity to talk to you after the party, with dim and poor lights, I barely noticed you had left. I did, however, receive your letter the next day. Thank you for your oh so kind "Had to leave. Sorry." note. Very classy indeed.
Anyways, I did stay until late hours in the party and let me tell you, it got better in time. I saw so many things. People were so drunk, drinks spilling everywhere, silent and loud confessions of all kinds. Hatred, jealousy, love, anger... desire, envy. I may have been target of a few comments but dear, all I could do was laugh!
I do wish you had stayed but I understand, you can't.
I realize my inner strength, although it seems like yesterday when I felt so weak.
I haven't called you, even though I wanted to. I won't, if you wanted to know. You're free, chain less. Perhaps your eyes have stopped glistening but mine... it is so different from this side of the ocean. Things have changed. I am happier. Enthusiast, optimistic... words I barely believed in. I wish you could see but it is so sad to hear you're slowly growing blind. If you ever stop seeing, even enough to read this letter I know your people will help you, read it out loud for you.
I hope you are well and if you're feeling poorly, I hope someone will come across and help you. We are never alone, you see? It took me so long to understand.
Happy times lie not even ahead, but right here. With us, among us. If only you'll let them sail you away. I will, with the new pair of eyes I've got.
I hope you never give up yours.
