Dear Oscar,

i want to know what has happened, i want to know if you are ok. if ever there was a problem, you would push me away and grow evermore distant than you were before. don't you remember the 45 minutes we would spend together... well not together in class. i always wanted to get to know you better. you said i shouldn't get involved that i should go on, i always listened, i was always there. i remember the cold mornings when the gates were open in the welding area and you were just cutting random things as i looked on afraid to use one of the torches. just seeing your calm abilities were fascinating and frightening. you could think about it as nothing. you were desensitized after a few years of hardship.
you were different from the others, i could tell there was something about you. you did not leave the earth, after the many accidents or attempts. you stayed here. you have a purpose, if i could tell you. oh how i would love to see you again. i still have the one photo on my phone, you with the welding mask on yet your face was visible. others would not care about you though as you had said numerous times. sure there were many who don't appreciate you, but that does not mean some do not appreciate you. they could chuck you away as a used piece of gum. but i looked into you not at you. i saw someone, you were not evil, you were not a monster, but simply misunderstood, a cliche i know. if only i knew what happened to you i could sleep a little more soundly, knowing you were ok.
you are special, there are none like you. if only you could get through the false images, and the implanted visuals. you could see that you are good, that you are indeed good... moreso than me. i would give anything for one last goodbye, one last hug. i want you to know you are wanted, that if you never considered me as a friend i considered you as a friend, i was always there to be a friend... your friend.

- Lone Wolf