Lamu, 7 years since I last set eyes on you. I have grown and changed since then, my middle slightly softer, my hair a bit more grey, however my memory of you remains as sharp as a tack. For sometime we took different paths, we both wanted wanted different things. You needed financial security that was beyond my reach, I on the other hand needed 3 square meals a day to remain alive. But the fates have seen seen it fit for us to be together again, our planets have aligned for me to once more gaze upon you aphrodite-esque beauty.
I hope you haven’t grown fat.