My Memories

February 12, 2018

Hi, you may not remember me,

but it is me

the me of the future and the me of the past.

To the me of the future,

I truly hope I followed my dreams.

To the me of the past,

I wish I took more time to appreciate what I had.

Dear me of the past,

please do not grow up to fast.

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