Dear Past and Present,
Dear Past and Present,
I write this letter in hopes that you will never write me one.
You braided my hair when I was in the seventh grade.
You tied it off with tape and I left it in all day.
That was the only time I'd ever felt special like that.
When we met you made me feel like I was important.
When I watched you being brave, I felt like I could stand up too.
I felt as if the world was beautiful in my mind too.
It wasn't yet.
But when I was around you, I could pretend like we had lead the same life.
I could feel for a moment how it would be to wake up in a world like yours.
I asked you one day to teach me how to live like you.
From then on,
We both lived like you.
You created my past.
Everything I am is made up of you,
But when you didn't know you needed help
I tried to help you but I was keeping a secret.
He was bad for you.
I knew and you didn't.
It worked out.
You got married.
You were happy.
But that was the past.
In the present, I recieve a message from you.
My phone vibrated at 3:45AM.
I almost didn't read it.
But when I did you said you needed a friend.
He had left you like I knew he would,
And it had hurt you like I knew it would.
You texted me because your life depended on it;
I texted you back because mine did too.
So at 3:50AM you are my past and my present
And at 4:00AM I'm desperately begging you to be my future.
I write this letter in hopes that you will never write me one.