When you lose someone, your first instinct is to cry or scream, or even bury yourself under your blankets until the pain goes away. But the pain never really goes away. It's always there, constantly taunting you about what could have been. So instead of keeping my thoughts to myself until I burst, I wrote it all down. I wrote letters. I wrote random sticky notes. I wrote poems. I wrote short stories. I wrote everything. And now it's time to share them with you. The one who hurt me the most. This is everything I didn't say.