Teal candles were lit as we devoured blue sushi and discussed the relevancy of Byron

Am I correct in assuming, it is a rather blustery day outside? Indeed, I would even bestow the title of "melancholy" upon this unsuspecting day. My eyes are dilated. I have changed the WAFH sentence to a more appropriate one I believe. I don't know, perhaps it's just the wind, but I suddenly feel need to rearrange things. Two close friends of mine are having extreme depression attacks (for lack of a better term) and I am worried-and-praying for them. I believe suicide to be a selfish act( and if either of you are reading this, please know I am not a stranger to physical or mental pain, and I am not trying to be uncaring, but REALLY) because truly it is yourself who is inflicting the death, not an illness or accident, but only you. Now, I will confess I have known people who have committed suicide and have witnessed the absolute despair of their remaining family,friends, in short- the world is lesser place as a result of their absence. So please do not quit. Never, never, never NEVER. I LOVE you. LOVE! Do you understand!? Love means not pain, nor hunger, not people, or Hell, not Death or Life can have you ALL of you, for the time I love you. I keep you both, like a tiny piece of broken mirror in my heart. Therefore, I keep a part of you. Therefore, don't loss hope. Cling to God who IS hope, and it will be well with you. I am weeping, so please . . .