so I wrote these applications.
not for myself but for my family.
to calm them down.

I know I won't go there.
I probably won't live until then and if still, if something bad happens, I still won't go.
I wish I could live these few months I have left without having to plan a future that won't come.
But I'd rather have my family happy and calm than to fight the whole day.
I'd rather spend this time in a nice way, right?

Anyway, in case you're reading this.
I wish you'd talk to me again.
I know how you feel.
I really do, I understand you completely.
But I really really want, no, I need to talk to you.
I wish our friendship was the way it was before.
Because for me it was beautiful.
And perfect.