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Reminder to myself
Dear Me My better half
You’re reading this today, and I’m hoping that your life has changed. That you’ve become a better person, one who isn’t like me. Are you reading this remembering what you one used to be like? You may be a new, better person but always remember what made you like this. What you once used to be like, so you can be grateful of what you are now and not complain of your new life.
So here is something to remind you of how you were today. The person you were once, the person I am.
To feel the blades of grass in my hand is something I can never get enough of. Unlike the others, I know it wouldn’t betray me. Wouldn’t leave me stranded. It blows with the win, reminding me of my old self. Going along with life, feeling every second of it. Maybe one day I can feel the same blades of grass and think of it differently , see a d different part of the world yet remember all this. As I move again, the birds nearby fly off. The easy movements of their wings and the feeling of being lifted off the ground. Almost weightless, so much closer to the sky. Feeling those clouds on my wings. The cool air blowing across my face while I fly making me feel alive. I want to fly off to the parts of the world where I can be with the leaves, which silently talk to me. No one will bother me then. I’ll just wander among the valley, ranges and explore. Becoming part of it, feeling at home, letting the feeling of sheer happiness, and weightlessness settling in.
As another wind blows the grass tickles me and brings me back to reality. I smile, knowing that one day I’ll feel like that and that’ll be the reality. NOT THIS.
So while reading this remember me , because I am what made you.
here is mine
Reminder to myself
Dear Me
My better half
You’re reading this today, and I’m hoping that your life has changed. That you’ve become a better person, one who isn’t like me.
Are you reading this remembering what you one used to be like? You may be a new, better person but always remember what made you like this. What you once used to be like, so you can be grateful of what you are now and not complain of your new life.
So here is something to remind you of how you were today. The person you were once, the person I am.
To feel the blades of grass in my hand is something I can never get enough of. Unlike the others, I know it wouldn’t betray me. Wouldn’t leave me stranded.
It blows with the win, reminding me of my old self. Going along with life, feeling every second of it. Maybe one day I can feel the same blades of grass and think of it differently , see a d different part of the world yet remember all this. As I move again, the birds nearby fly off. The easy movements of their wings and the feeling of being lifted off the ground. Almost weightless, so much closer to the sky. Feeling those clouds on my wings. The cool air blowing across my face while I fly making me feel alive. I want to fly off to the parts of the world where I can be with the leaves, which silently talk to me.
No one will bother me then. I’ll just wander among the valley, ranges and explore. Becoming part of it, feeling at home, letting the feeling of sheer happiness, and weightlessness settling in.
As another wind blows the grass tickles me and brings me back to reality. I smile, knowing that one day I’ll feel like that and that’ll be the reality. NOT THIS.
So while reading this remember me , because I am what made you.
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Your past
Your bitter half