Chapter 1
Somedays I feel as though I can write you a whole story make each word have a different meaning and purpose but other days all I can do is simply write a simple hello... Does that make me a bad person? Answer me honestly and make your words have a different meaning and purpose as though I was writing to you and only you. Write as I have all those years ago when we were still friends. Maybe we can mend our torn friendship and make it a beautiful quilt full of colours but stitched oh so carefully so it doesn't tear.
