Little One, it is not, has never been, and never will be your job to “keep him interested.”
Little One, your only task is to know deeply in your soul — in that unshakeable place that isn’t rattled by rejection and loss and ego — that you are worthy of interest. (If you can remember that everyone else is worthy of interest also, the battle of your life will be mostly won. But that is a letter for another day.)
If you can trust your worth in this way, you will be attractive in the most important sense of the word: you will attract a boy who is both capable of interest and who wants to spend his one life investing all of his interest in you.
To my little, who never fails to make me smile; who works so hard and sleeps so little and yet still finds time to share with people; whose artistic soul and indomitable spirit keep the world beautiful.
As the tears flow one after another, your last smile blurs into nothing “Don’t go, don’t go, stay here” As light runs through the sky
However insignificant I may be, more than anyone I have loved you with all my strength Thank you for the many precious feelings you have handed to me
[At that time, I gazed endlessly at your disappearing vapor trail]
Don’t forget you are not alone Even if we are separated, our hands are still clasped together With this first love, I learned for the first time that such sadness exists
Though something may vanish, something still lives The smile you gave me when we parted was your message to me to live on with strength
Surely someday we will meet again If we are together, even if you are far, our eyes still gaze upon each other Wager all of your dreams and hopes and promise me: Embrace the intensity we felt on that day, and live on in the blooming future of tomorrow