"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

It really worries me that I don’t think you knew how much I loved you, still love you. Since you’ve gone I can’t stop regretting so much. Never has the saying “you never know what you’ve got until it has gone” been so true. I miss you more than I can bear, and nearly four years on it still hurts just as much. Why did you have to leave then? Why did you have to leave me, a week before my birthday? Why, why, why? That’s all I can think of. There was so much about you that I didn’t know, that I am finding out now. I should have known these things, should have known so much more about you than I did. I miss you, I love you, and I’m sorry.