You don’t know how much you mean to me. How much you help my mind, body and soul. I won’t say your name because you know who you are. I doubt you’ll ever even see this. But I need to get it off my chest. Plus if I say your name and how I feel it makes it very real. Because I shouldn’t be feeling this way this quick. It doesn’t make sense. But I know you don’t feel the same so what’s the point. You’re the only one that makes me feel comfortable. The only one that wants me to come out more. It just feels like everyone hates me. Everyone but you. Well. It feels like you do sometimes. But hey. What can I do about it. Everyone hates me in the end. I hate me so I don’t blame them. But I just don’t know what I would have done without you. So thank you. You mean a lot. And I mean it. I can feel myself tearing up. I think I’m finally gonna cry. The first time since the first day of getting here. She was scared this was gonna happen. She always said she was right. I should have listened haha. But I do care about you. Maybe too much. I just wanna kiss you on the head and cuddle up with you. But I can’t because I know you don’t want to. And it kills me. But I just have to get on with it. So I will.