Dear paper,
I have trusted you with my darkest, deepest secrets. Those thoughts that hang at the back of my head. Those feelings that make me want to explode. You know things no one else does, paper. It’s between you and me. Thank you for being here for me, even though you weren’t, really. You just laid on my desk while I poured everything I felt on you.
I’ll make sure to come back to you, my dear paper friend, because I know you'll be waiting.
