Dear Susan:
You may never read this. But I don’t care. I just need to take everyhting out and leave written how I feel.
How I feel after losing you. How I feel after I decided to follow you.
You’re the best I’ve ever had.
You’ve been part of the worst experiences aswell. But we learn of everything, don’t we?
I must admit that I used to go with you because I was told to, not because I wanted. Yeah, Mr Phillips asked me to help you and, honestly, I didn’t feel like being friends with you. I didn’t like he simple idea of spending my time with you. Of asking how had your day gone, of giving up on my friends for you.
It surprises me how much everything changed.
Neither me or anyone knew what those black eyes hid. What your perpetual silence or your several abscences to class meant. I thought you were weird, you were alone.
Well, you opened yourself to me. To a little part of this world.