Ps.

I went completely crazy today. I sat down on my chair and just kept writing on a foolscap for over an hour. I didn't stop for food, or water, or even the toilet. My hand hurt like hell, but I continued writing pages after pages of the things I wish I could say to you. And when I'm done, I had 19 sheets of tear-soaked notes. I think if anybody read the letter, they would cry like I did. But I only wish I had the courage to let you read it. I could have easily written more, but I stopped at 19 because it was your index number in Secondary School..

A year ago, I created a separate blog for me to write about you, a space where I could be honest and no one would judge me. I left it stagnant for a long time, and now, I'm back to it. There's just too many things I can't tell anyone...