Thirty Letters in Thirty Days

You're a sweet girl, and I know you love to help people. You said so yourself, you strive to make everybody's day. I want to tell you everything, my whole life. I really trust you, but, for some reason, I just can't bring myself to do it. I don't think I'll ever be able to. I make up excuses every time I try to tell you, convince myself not to. I don't want to be a bother to you, or anybody else.