I am still reminiscing about how detailed and beautiful your architecture was in the summer of 2006. I was much younger then, but I can still remember the way you made me feel when I first walked in with my grandmother that pleasant Sunday. It is now 2017, and my feelings have only grown for you.
I miss you dearly and cannot wait until the day we can see each other again. I am so sad for you, as you wait to get the answers you desire with Zelda’s condition. It pains me to know that you cannot enclose your walls to the whims and sorrows of Francis.