why i write

this started with a simple thought.

people don't really say what they mean anymore. 

everything is fast. typed. skimmed. forgotten.

but some things are meant to be rushed.

some things need to be written slowly.

someone wrote u exists because sometimes you just need to be heard.

not judged. no interrupted. not given a quick reply.

just...heard.

and then answered with care.

every letter i write is real.

i read every word you send.

i take time with it.

and i write back like it matters.

because it does.

this isn't therapy.

this isn't perfect.

it's just one person taking the time to write back to another.

and that's how someone wrote u began.