Under the sky full of stars, a depressed soul searches for her peace and answers only to find a lonely stranger. Together, they made their way to uncertainness with only the stars as their guide. Would two lonely and broken souls be able to heal one another? Or would they risk sharing the broken pieces only to be shattered once more?

Love, pride, sorrow and regret. Which of these is the most powerful? When doubt is greater than trust, and time wasted is less than your pride, do you have the right to wish to the heavens to bring back the time? My letters to my almost. My letters to you. - This is nonfiction. It's inspired by true to life events. I wanna share this with you guys and I hope you'll enjoy!

Anekdota.