To the Future Me
Dear Future Me,
I hope you’re reading this and happy
I hope you made mom and dad proud and are able to say your worries out loud
I hope you don’t cry falling asleep dreaming of what you can’t be
I hope you wake up smiling ready to set the world free
I hope you regain the light you lost when you were me
I hope that you don’t compare yourself to others
And I really am genuinely sorry
I’m sorry I tore down your self esteem
I’m sorry that I made you give up your dreams
I’m sorry I bottled up our sorrows and tossed them out to sea
I’m sorry I imagined hanging our stress from trees
I’m sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me, but I hope now we can let our past be
So I wish you the best in all that you do
And hope one day I will get to meet you
Love,
You
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