The Girl Who Abandoned the Earth to Rest Among the Stars

Sir:

I am to confess that I am entirely to blame of the situation.

All I ever wanted in my life is to be honest.

You gave me that opportunity a year ago when you asked of me to write to you and without any discrimination or ill-will, or so you seem you don't. You gave me voice, without a sound, but you gave me voice.

And this past year was the past year I am most fortunate of.

I hated to think that this will be my last letter, for I will be crossing lines. I hope you accept my apologies.

Sir, all, in the world, that I ever wanted is to love.

But, sir, you don't know how it is to fall in love.

You're a tempest, a parable: stealing by night and gone by day - a destruction on times of weakness.

You, sir, are the most abusive, condescending, wild, nonsensical, bizarre, and incomprehensible being I have ever met, and to further the damage, you are stupid.

All you see was your own stupidity in contrast to my own vanity.

But, sir, you don't know how it is to fall in love.

Unfortunately, I've forgotten how to, either.