as I write this letter and shed my last tear.

he quite enjoys the mornings, the fresh air and first rays of sunshine through the darkness. he can't help but to love every moment of it. the only problem is that there aren't many hours between when the beauty of the middle of the night and that early, early morning and it's expected to be sleeping during them. this way he doesn't get enough sleep and can't appreciate the mornings for what they really are.  he can't wait to be part of the days and nights of Tokyo. every time he stops to talk or think about it, the excitement grows. he just wants to know when he's going exactly so that he can allow himself to get caught up in the awesome that is actually going. without a date in sight he can't completely allow himself to get too excited and face disappointment if it doesn't go through. all the things he wants to see and all the places he wants to go within the area are beginning to explode within him, yet he doesn't know if he should allow himself to feel such things. it's all happening so fast that he doesn't even know.  <3 <3