"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I know that you are alive and with me. We’ve been together for a little while now but I want to tell you something. I know you aren’t the kind of person that shows love with kisses, presents and all. Actually, you don’t really show your love. I am overthinking the fact that maybe you don’t love me anymore. I don’t know how to say it but, it’s like you’re bored when you’re with me. When we were still friends, we used to talk more than now. I don’t know how to feel about that. I just want you to know that if you don’t really love me, that’s okay, I will not be mad. I just want you to tell me the truth about that. I even don’t know why you love me, I am not special, not good looking, not good at sports. I just read all the time and try to catch a conversation when I’m with my friends. Please tell me why.

With love