HELLO. What’s wrong with me? I’m feeling really shy once again, why can’t I write letters. Can I just write you a song, possibly angsty? Sounds fair? ‘m just playing. I have so much stuff to say to you, you have no idea. I have so much stuff I wanna write to you, to tell you. But let’s start with, you’re the best friend I ever had. Even with all the silence treatment whenever I upset you, I’M SORRY, I’M DUMB. INSTEAD OF SILENCE SHOUT AT ME. You’re my best friend. Whenever we get a bit more emotional or sentimental, you always apologize for ‘not being a good friend’ but you’re so out of it, you so out of what I really think? I’m the bad friend. I don’t do anything besides listening. I swear, over and over, I try my best to do you good and give you best advice but you once told me ‘sometimes all I want is someone to listen without judging, to be patient with me.’ and since that day I’ve been trying that for you, am I doing good? You’re such good friend to me that I just want to pay you in the same way? I’d do anything to make you happy. To see you happy. Because, I often think you don’t see yourself as the woman I see. You dont’ see your values and how amazing you are. Boring? That’s the most ultimate joke ever. Who else makes me laugh like a freaking fool at 5 am? Who else calms me down when I’m crying, desperate and anxious? You’ve made me grow up so much and I don’t think you see that either. You might be a bit stubborn and sometimes all I wanna do is kick you and scream for you to wake up, because Minhee, you’re wonderful. In 2012 santa gave me you as christmas present and I couldn’t be more thankful, for all the time you gave me. For all the tears we cried together. When you’d tell me your worries, your fears, what hurt you the most. I cried. I cried because I’d rather have all the pain you did, instead of you. I wanted to take it away. Because you’re amazing. Am I repeating myself? I’m sorry but M83 - Wait is playing while I write this, so you know why it’s a bit angsty. Since last year, you have changed a lot. On a good side, of course. For that, I’m thankful to another person. You know who. You’ve grown to be more strong, you’re way more secure, not all you should be, in my perspective, but you’re getting there. I like how you trust me even more than you did and how now you don’t lock me out, but you keep me in. Even when your world is falling apart. Every day, whenever I’m sad, I try to scroll up our lame texts and laugh. Because there wasn’t a time where I wasn’t cry and you didn’t make me laugh. Thank you. I’m so damn thankful. I’m so glad you were born so I could meet you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
