Every loss, whatever it may be, has some one to carry it's heavy burden. Upon losing the protective atmosphere, humans would struggle underneath the weight of the sun's rays, until one day it's too much and the loss is too great to live on. Byun Baekhyun understood; he had also lost something, rather someone, dear he took for granted and was following the same procedure of deterioration and surrender. But the pain is soothing in a way, it keeps him sane, it reminds him of the loss and more importantly, the importance of the loss. For the overwhelming fear that one day, this suffering will end and he will in turn forget, threatens to devour him whole. And that's how the daily entries come in, Baekhyun, not that he'll ever admit, took the advice of one straight-forward, momentary counselor, ("...Write your feelings and thoughts on a piece of paper and then, upon completion, burn it up and forget.."), and began writing on the journal he had stubbornly tossed in the waste bin previously. And he did in fact record his feelings and thoughts, yet as always, with his own little twist, he wasn't going to forget, he was going to remember, and the entries became daily letters to his lost atmosphere, Park Chanyeol. And make him and his inafmous, beautifully spoken yet at all wrong times, quotes and saying matter, to the people of his own world. 

"Having something other to think about than loss made me feel in fact, lost.And one can only hope to be lost, to be away from reality, from the sorrow and the restlessness. It is a generous labyrinth that one can only dream of never getting to the center of, one where coming to a dead-end is welcoming. No one wants to meet with the cruel monster in the center, pain"

-Byun Baekhyun

Many thanks to my beta: Momokitty_

And misfits  for the poster at violetkecil poster shop.