A mail was not sent (but it was published):
write is to establish the innocence that I lack, the sins we commit, the ideas of they fled.
fear I have, for several days I have fear. Perhaps best of all ways to settle our past more hostile. I think it's necessary for you and me trying to start again, but this does not exclude our mutual affection, it is clear. Just feel the need for you, sometimes I feel so alone, despite having a sea of \u200b\u200bpeople on my side, and that loneliness is mostly in solitude, you gain understanding. No one understands the intricacies of my head ... I have fear of counting. For days I have the need of peace, friendship, sincerity to you.
I have longing for freedom, air, friends, no commitments, no more. Not because the rejection itself, but simply because I want to be mistress of myself, my actions, my breaths, words that you can devote, the joy it can cause. I feel nothing bad for you, nothing in any way romantic or promising, but I get tired go to question what I, being me, I can not cope without question.
sincerely believe that it is better not to write, I think that dark things more when I do, because in my mind many times nothing is clear. Today I only know that you need, and I need myself. I know nothing else, do not promise nothing, I desire nothing more.
Unless you read me, come back now.