07/25/24

I hope you're doing well. I've been making progress with my therapist, and I think that's exactly what I'm supposed to be doing. He reminds me of Naegi, in a way.

It's been immensely helpful talking to someone who believes me. It helps me believe myself, in a way.

I think about you all the time. It's almost overwhelming. No matter what, you're on my mind. I love you more than I could ever hope to express.

I miss your voice, I miss your smile. This is all horribly cheesy, but it's true. I wake up and think of you, I fall asleep and think of you. You're everywhere. Inbetween too.

It's selfish, but I find myself hoping you think of me too. Is that bad? I just want to know you're okay, that you're alive, that you're happy. That's all I want. You're everything to me.