Dear You

Dear You,

If there's one thing I've learned, it's that it's easy to hold in contempt someone whom one cares for dearly. It's easy to assign blame, brew anger, and lose oneself to grudges. It's not so easy, once fallen into this, to turn back.

However, life has taught me that for every story, there are two sides, and nobody is innocent. So, I must turn back, however difficult that might be, because I have played a part in this, and to continue to have this conflict inside of me will only send me down a path of destruction. I've been running away from my own heart and salvation, and now this is the time to stop fleeing and face this. Whether you get this letter or not, I may never know, but I must try because there are things that I want to tell you.

Never hide your smile, pretty one. You're beautiful when you smile, and it never failed to bring a smile to mine, even on the worst of days. That kind of infectious happiness is something to be proud of and treasure. Never hide your smile – you never know whose day, or even life, you might be changing.

You've found something that you love to do, and you know what I'm referring to. I know you've often found yourself unsure of what to do with your life, and have often felt pressure from friends and family about what they think you should do. Just remember – it's your life, and whatever you choose to do, do it for yourself and nobody else. Be happy. Follow your heart and go after your dreams. Don't be afraid to take a leap and try.

Those neighbours of yours? Life is full of people like that. Keep that foghorn nearby for those selfish people figuratively making a noise in your life.

I want you to be happy. I hope your life has plenty of good things in store for you.

I also hope that there are difficult times to go along with the good, if to do nothing but to show you what you're capable of, to help you learn and grow in ways unknown to you, or to bring you to places you've never expected. Sometimes we have to get out of our comfort zone.

Looking back now, it hurts to think of everything that's happened. It's kept me awake countless nights and h as changed me in ways I didn't anticipate. And I'm sorry for what's happened. However, I've never been the kind of person who lives in regret, and this is no exception. I can't change the past. I'm still sorry it happened.

I love you. Don't forget that. And if you ever find yourself lonely or sad, just remember that somebody loves you and always will.

                                                              Love, Me.