A long lost letter...
My dearest Peter: How have I deeply missed you, I can no longer seem to remember when you were last here or when I last saw you, it is all slowly turning in to a blur, could we next time maybe stay for little longer?, it all feels as if I am gradually forgetting the details of our many adventures together, there have been times when I could not even seem to remember the way back to the trees, I worry this would be a growing condition, I keep mixing up or confusing the names of the lost boys, I regularly get glimpses of a memory, a memory I can not seem to remember but one I can not seem to forget either, they often come to me as the shapes in a shadow, or a slight smell, an unknown flavor, a gentle breeze, or a peculiar tick on a clock, I no longer have the time to stop and gaze up at the stars and remind my self you are out there, on the second star to the right and straight on till morning, I am having a hard time enjoying all those things that I used to love, things like Im