I’ve given up writing. Yes, you read that right. I’ve given up writing. And yea, it’s not because of my busy schedule or something like that, it’s because you gave up on me. Remember, I’d told you once, “I write for you, I write because my words represent you & the day you’re gone, my words will also go away from me, far away! You see, today you’re gone and I’m left alone. You and my words which represented you left me behind to sob alone in the darkest woods. I try to recover, but the impact, you know, it’s never-ending and ever-lasting. I know I’m being silly, but my dear, let me tell you this is the truth and no one can replace you.
-A lost, broken writer.