Hi. If you’re reading this, it is because I want you to keep reading. It may take a few moments, but I ask you pay attention.
And if you do read it, please don’t bring it up.

I want to tell you about something very important to me. I want to tell you about you...

Who knows you better than you, though? Right? Well, no one knows you the way I do. Everyone knows you differently.
And I want you to know how I know you.

First, there’s some things you should know. They’re serious.
But, stay put, I am trying to make a point.

So...
For three and a half years, I wanted to kill myself.
For three and a half years, I woke up thinking I should buy a gun.
For three and a half years, I went to bed thinking why did I not buy a gun.

There wasn’t a month, nor a week, and at times, not a night I would not cry, Because I could not enjoy my own life.
For three and a half years.

For three and a half years I could not feel life. Alive I was, but nothing I felt.
I wanted, even, to feel arguments and anger. I hated life, because I couldn’t love life.

So, what does this have to do with you?
I don’t know how to be concise about it.
But it is about who you have been and who you are.

In those three and a half years, you have been a person to do the following:
• Gave me a smile I didn’t have to fake.
• Aroused a laugh that wasn’t forced and hoarse.
• Made me forget those things I woke up and went to bed thinking about.

But those were just the things that you happened to do to me...There’s so much more that you have done.

Over the years, I have been a wallflower.
I saw you light up the room for others.
I have seen people take a step back just to smile at you.

You do things to people.
If I had to put it in words, you show people a heaven.

You give life. You fill voids and make them overflow. You provide warmth, comfort, and sanity.

You make lives feel alive.
That was my first impression of you. That is still the perspective I have of you.

Sorry, though,
I had to talk about me to talk about you, because for you to know how I know you, You had to know what you helped get rid of.

While I know my situation was specific,
I know you shine, in some way, on every life around you.

Feeling happy and appreciating people isn’t so foreign to me anymore. But it was three years ago.
I still have trouble showing appreciation.
To appreciate you, I wrote what you mean to me.

I could not think of any other way to explain how important you are... for who you are. You are the quintessential human.
Thank you.