To my favorite person at work...
I’m not quite sure about what I should write. I don’t even know why this happened. Completely clueless about what went wrong. I don’t know why you suddenly stopped talking. You’re my most favorite person there. You’re the one and the only person there. It suddenly feels so alone, so scary, UNSURE. The first time in 2 years that I don’t look forward to going to work. I still can’t make out what exactly I must have done that hurt you so much, so you stopped talking. Sure you've never been in a situation where someone you’re so attached to, just suddenly decides to ignore you. It’s disturbing. You must be seeing me all over the floor laughing away, talking all sorts of gibberish to people, but deep down, I am only try to contemplate what I must have done that led to writing this blog in the middle of the night, what wrong I must have done that you thought ignoring would be the best option. I still haven’t found the answer. Is it the file I did wrongly... is...