He's a better person when she's around, and isn't that what friends are for, to raise you up and keep you at your best?
This isn't a letter, it's a gift.
We're not ourselves, are we? I'm certainly not myself, not anymore. And you're not either. You don't seem yourself. Not as I remember you.
People change, no use getting sentimental about it. Move on, find someone else.
So - whatever happened to you?' 'Life. Life happened.
When I was an actor, I worked with lots of men who had a bit of success early on, who were very good looking, who suddenly made a bit of money and who felt no embarrassment - and nor should they have done - about having a good time.