Dear Mr/Ms. Melancholy, Come knock on my door and I'll welcome you with open arms. Though my spirit is poor and lacks charm, I promise you I'll be good company. On your previous visit, I have been rude and chased you away; not knowing that distress unto you meant distress unto me. I am hoping that you will accept my sincere apology and come visit me again. Please come by, I'll shake your hands and we can be friends again. I'll let you in, offer you a cup of tea and listen to your monologues.You would neither be interrupted nor rushed, you may take your time and I'll be patient. If you cry, I'll wipe off your tears and offer you a napkin to blow your nose. I'll hold your hands in mine to let you know that you will be alright. When it is time for you to go I'd hug you and with a kiss on your cheek, wave you goodbye. I'll always be here to welcome you. Always. Yours truly, You/Me. (P/S: Melancholia is never forced upon you. When it comes, y...