This is it.

662 words I have typed,

662 words you had probably not read.

That's alright.

I am okay with that.

This is a letter,

full of gibberish.

You wouldn't understand.

I miss you, alright?

I know you don't miss me,

and that's fine.

I respect you.

And for those

I sunk in to this

662-word literature,

I am truly sorry.

I hope some of you there

will understand.

Those of you

who feel the same way,

hang in there.

This world is just

full of lies and hatred.

No one can fight that fact.

Farewell.

(Oh, by the way,

I left you a note.

You could read it

by putting together

each first letter

of each of the 13 titles,

including this one.)

Sincerely yours,

Gazelle.