Dear Sadness,
I can feel you coming. It’s not too far now. Spreading. Landing… Into me. It’s been quite a while. Did you miss me? I haven’t at all. Just so you know, can’t stay for long. A day or two at most. I don’t have time for such distractions.
Yours truly,
– Happiness
Dear Happiness,
I come but not for you. I come because I have to. I’ll move through you collecting, sweeping what I can. To make new space. It’s my job. You’ll thank me later.
Yours truly,
– Sadness