Letters to nowhere

The Inception

Dear friend,

How are you? Hah, isn't it odd how things have come to? I'm all alone in my room now, writing this letter addressed to no one in particular, which would probably never even see the light of day but...this is my outlet, this is how I can finally tell someone how I feel..so bear with me, will ya?

I don't know where to begin or even how. You know how hard it is for me to open up to someone, even the people I talk to quite often...at least I assume you.. know since you don't even exist..but let's pretend you do. Let's pretend everything is alright and I actually do have someone to talk to and, that someone is you. You're my best friend, you're  the person I can open upto and I'm going to do this through my letters to you- my only friend and listener.

I'm not okay. I can be honest with you right?  Even if it sounds down right depressing and like lines off a cheesy teen flick where I might attempt to kill myself in the end? Haha don't worry..I don't intend to..but, sometimes I do feel that way. It seems like I have nobody to open upto anymore and I don't see where I went wrong to have everything spiral down and end up this way. I tried my best to fix it but it just seems like nothing is quite working out. It must be me just over thinking, they might be busy..right? They might just be going through things they don't seem to want to talk about..right? Yes, I might simply be over thinking... I'm not the center of the universe and they aren't planets that have to orbit around me to survive...yeah. I should just stop over thinking too much and give them their space.

What if I over do it?

There I go again! Sorry. You're a great listener, thank you for putting up with me! I guess it's enough for tonight, I'll send you more and hopefully tomorrow will be a bright and sunny day!

Thank you once again. I appreciate to have someone who can listen.

With lots of love,
C.