Dear You,

I should be rushing out my essay for there are 1000 words left for me to churn out by noon today.

But somehow my heart told me to slow things down and, write a little something here, first.

To be very honest, I'm not sure what to write about, but it probably has something to do with you.

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Where do I even begin? I think that was the first time I actually, fell for you. I remember thinking that it was slowly, but surely, then all at once. Within months, you became my main source of motivation, my strength-pillar and my first line of aid in anything and everything that could've have happened.

You were the best thing that happened to me out of the hundred, out of the million of other things.

You were the most patient dude I've ever met, you were someone who taught me how to grow, to complete and to love myself just tad bit more. You were always the first to rush by my side in sight of anything bad that might have happened to me. You were always observant to the little details and you don't ever hesitate to do anything just to make me happy.

You were, my Sun.

Even though I know what went wrong, even though I know how things went haywire, I do know that everything is just, not solely my fault.

Somehow, things changed.

And I miss how we could talk, laugh, play and even spend almost everyday together studying in school.

Right now, it's just, hurtful.

And I just promised myself that I'll screw things up this one last time. And love, I'm not going to see it the same ever again.

My heart and head needs a break.