"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’s been 1691 days since you’ve been gone. I’ve been listening to our favorite songs and I’m starting to miss you again. School’s gonna start again tomorrow and it’s so sad to think that we won’t be achieving our dreams together. I got so lost the past months but I promise to fix my life again like you did. I know I’ve been smoking again and do some stupid stuff or even not attend school but I promise to get things back together like what you’ve always wanted. I miss those times when we would sit on the couch or lay in your bed and talk about little things. I miss those times when I would wake up next to you, when we would stay up late reading our favorite books, when we’d go shopping for dresses to be kept in your closet so my mom won’t see them. I’m really sorry if I only told my family about you after you’re gone, I’m sorry if I’m the cause of your family’s pain. But I know that I’m trying my best to be better again just for you and my future. My insomnia is getting cured and I’m fighting my anorexia so you don’t have to worry much about me. I know you’re very happy now, I am too, for you, but I know I’ll be happier soon. I love you!

PS. The skies are blue today and I still love paper planes.