Hey!
I don’t really know when you’ll read this. But, I hope you deem yourself worthy enough to do so one day.
There are times when you don’t really seem like a stranger to me. I know I have a long way to go to finally be you but at the same time, I know I am you right now as I write this.
I don’t expect you to have all the answers to my problems, our problems because if you did, there would’ve been no fun in living right?
When I think of you, I imagine a smart writer, incredibly hardworking and yet full of life. I imagine this beautiful woman who makes every day count. She travels and she earns to work. She stands up for what she believes in and often finds herself in the middle of dissents but maintains her stance. She performs poetry outside art museums and drinks coffee in a wine glass. Her normalcy is extraordinary and the world is her stage.
She’s an artist but also art.
She’s loud and bold, happy and wild, lively and imperfect, flawed and unapologetically herself. But most importantly, she is a free bird.
You are a free bird.
You know, it is because of you that I try to get up from bed every morning with a comforting need to be slightly better than I was yesterday.
I just want you to know that even if you turn out extremely differently, I’d still love you the same. I hadn’t realized it before, it did take me a while. Only when I forced myself to hate you once did I realize I’m incapable of it. Have always been.
How can I ever hate someone so precious?
Thank you for making me realize that no matter how many rusty moments life throws at me, you will always be somewhere out there, waiting for me to get up, to meet you.
I think, I think I’ve finally made peace with you.
I can only hope you feel the same for me.
Love,
Your Stardust
