We march to our own separate beats now, but I'll never stop caring for you and wishing we could go back to those heady, amazing months of 2009 and 2010. You're back in town for Christmas, and I've avoided you like the plague, not because I don't want to see you but because I want to see you. I don't think we could ever go back to us, but that doesn't stop me from thinking about it. I wish you all the best in 2011, and hope we can meet again at 30 as better and much happier people. This boy still thinks that you're fantastic, after the pain of the past few months has washed away. Shaggy said it well (ha): Ooooh Boy I love you so, never ever ever gonna let you go. —Homeboy