Dear Mister J,

You're gone now. All this time you thought I was gone but guess what; I wasn't.

Oh I don't know how to feel right now. I've been thinking about you for so long and now that you're gone your henchmen gave me your letters.

Should I be happy that you were suffering or should I be sad?

Should I be happy that you're gone forever or should I be sad?

You've made me lose my mind, J. Everything that you've done to my body is engraved in my skin. Everything you said to me still remains in my mind. I can't get rid of you even though you're already gone.

I can't take it anymore.

- (Y/N).