a love letter to B
Dear B,
I still remembered when you let me cry on your shoulder as I told you I wanted to die so badly. You also cried. I'm sorry. I wanted to let you know how grateful I am to know and have you in my life. I had a lot of manic-y, high dopamine, days but I think you gave me that serotonin that I desperately needed. I have so many fond memories and idiotic videos of you and of us.
I'm so much happier now. I no longer wish I was dead or have suicidal ideation at all. You don't have to worry about me anymore. I'm sorry that I made myself temporary to you.
I have so much in life to be grateful of and so much I never thought I would be able to achieve. I still have the notes you and the buds wrote and left on my pitiful trashy-desk, taped on my wall.
Love you lots,
Meowmeowmoewmoew