I remember when we first met in science and you were so quiet.. I thought you were sad, but I guess you were just mad at the world. I thought I could help, that’s why I asked Mr Lear to sit me in front of you; did you really not hear me laugh at every one of your jokes or were you too unwell to see the good in any part of life? It breaks my heart, seeing the things you’ve put yourself through. What happened to the girl I loved who radiated innocence