I guessed we are getting better a little bit right?


Let me start from the beginning.


I have known you for a year now. Perhaps through stalking you online and you caught me in a red handed. Then we started being friends, although we don't know each other. We kept shut ourselves from each other sometimes but keep coming back.

I will never forget the night you saved me. Even it was a call to check up on me. You advised me to get warded and I listened to you. Ever since that night, whenever I am about to lose hope on everything, I will watch your video. Your motivational video.

Our story may be different, but the journey that we had to deal is one kind of challenging. We keep facing it and the only thing that we can do is to endure it. You know what, I always admire you from the beginning. You are such a strong person that I ever know. You still keep breathing even you want to take your own life. 

Somehow, I kind of feel safe when I hear your voice. It feels like home though. Perhaps I do have a feelings for you although I am still not sure about it.

Whenever you shut me me out, I feel hopeless for not being able to cheer you up. For not being able to be a good friends. I still remembered when you blocked me. I would cry every night, spamming your messages, I keep even dreamt of you. In my dream, you were there. Coming back home to me with a smile. Heh. I must be insane I guess.

But the thing is, there is so much things that I want to ask and tell you but I am afraid to let things out. I guess there is part of me that you will never know because I might not able to tell you.. 


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