A very dear and old friend of mine took my breath away...

Writing to me about me in the third person... This is just... well it is beautiful.

I don't know if this is bragging, or what... I don't see myself like this... for someone to, it's amazing to me.

Wow... Just wow.

"The thing about Syren you have to understand is she will always find her way to the thing that she wants. You might get caught up in what she lets you see and assume she is scatter brained and unfocused, and sometimes she may even fall victim to believing this herself; but time and time again she will prove she is a force, and one not to be reckoned with. If she loves you, you are blessed and she will never stop loving you, even when you feel she has cut you out of her life, she will keep hoping you succeed and find happiness. Even if she is angry at your carelessness, selfishness, or transgressions against others, she still loves you in a way most people cannot understand from prolonged exposure to human selfishness. But do not cross her - while she is patient, kind, and polite, when her fuse goes off the severity of your impact will sink in, not because she has intimidating temper, but because you realize you've caused an angel to unleash wrath and that alone makes you feel like a great sinner. Her beauty is not external, and you are fortunate to ever have a private moment with her, and believe me, she will feel blessed to share any moment in time with you. Do not take her for granted. She is unlike any other and yes so very much a part of you, as you will come to understand when you experience her. She has that energy where you feel she was always there with you and always will be with you, and yet she is human. She is just another person among us and somehow she has the ability to remind you that we are all so very special, that time is precious and running out. If you have the honor of calling her friend, never fall from grace."

~Jessie

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