I already expressed my words in their sheer simplicity. But I still have a few things I would like to say, knowing that you might never read this.
I still remember you. Is what I would like to say first.
I know that this is way too soon for me to come out of my shell to share that. But in your absence, every second feels like an eon of torture and agony; empty, in a shallow reality shell, that seems forgotten and…
