I buried them, along with the pages I wrote in the forest. I'm back home now. The dinner actually was quite good. I had fun, I actually felt the happiness inside of my chest. I did not fake smile for once. The negative thoughts dissapeared into the background. I hope my parents are proud of the fact that I actually joined the conversations. I do miss you though. I need answers. I need to know what you really feel. I need you to need me.