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Dear Future Me


Dear Future Me,

 

I’m sorry.

There are so many things I wished I could have done better.

I should have been a better student, a better friend, a better sister, a better daughter…

The list only continues as my eyes get wetter.

I’ve failed a lot, I cannot deny.

On certain nights, I’d stay up wondering “Why do I even try?”

I contemplate. contemplate. contemplate.

Pitch black.

There is nothing I see in this future.

“Why do I even try?”

 

Time passed, yet still I continued to not move forward.

 

 

And then you appeared.

And I remembered.

You are the better student, better friend, better sister, and better daughter.

You are my possibility.

You are my future.

 

I’m sorry

no more.

 

Me

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<p>To: Me</p><p>From: Me</p>

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