I have so many things to say and do for you. you had no idea. my lecture notebook was meant to be written with the lessons that you teach us — but oh dear, each space of it was filled with your name and the feelings i can only write on paper; not destined to reach your ears from my mouth. Your face was marked in my mind, and it wouldn't go away even when i'm in my deepest slumber (well that's not so bad, at least i dare to talk to you there..). I wrote everything about you in my notes, my sketch pads, on a small piece of paper, on our home's wall, on my social media accounts, and.. wait, i should try it sometimes on my skin too. I was so motivated to make plans and create lots of creative things just for you. But I always end up with: just a scrap of paper filled with plans, a list of things I badly want to do. YES it's true, i wanted to do it for you. and this feeling of being unsure, a thought of being stupid and cliché — were holding me back. I've been lacking the courage to tell you that i am so happy that you were the kind of teacher i had during my first semester at school this year. Thanks for being nice to me. you don't have any idea what you did. I'm gonna miss you. LOL i can't find the right words to explain how real this is. but i really mean it, i'm gonna miss you. if ever i see you again, please don't be upset when i don't look at you right into your eyes. please don't think that i am not polite and nice. because my god, i only did that because i lack the courage to do it when your presence is near.