To Future Me

Every day just might feel like the most unbearable day you've ever lived through.
Every day just might feel like you're soaring through the sky, too elated to pay much mind.
Every day just might feel bland and normal, boring and uneventful.
But, hopefully, you'll have figured this out by now, better than I have, and you'll have realised –
Not every day is like that.

Some days are better than others, and some days are worse.
Some days are so in-between that they'll seem boring and monotonous.
Some days you'll be an optimist, and others a pessimist.
But, hopefully, you'll be able to face these facts in the face, unlike me, and...
Maybe you'll be rightfully proud of yourself.

You are my hopes and dreams... or so I hope and dream.
You are what I cry when I'm alone, thinking I'll never become.
You are either young, or old, lively, or in a wheelchair,
But, either way, you'll have come to a realisation and have become enlightened, and...
You'll look back at me and think, "I wouldn't have changed a thing."

Because I look back at myself in the past and think the same.
Because I know that those hard – no, gruesome – times in the past were but stepping stones.
Because I see that I wouldn't be who I am today, if I weren't who I was back then.
But, either way, you are who you are, and you can't lose too much sleep over that, since...
What you see now isn't necessarily what you'll see in the future.

So I end this letter, now, to you – or me – perhaps to act as some sort of reminder of who you once were, of how you got to where you are now. Hopefully you've found that inner peace you were always searching for. Hopefully you've found that women who, however cliché it sounds (to me, at least, but maybe not the more mature you – how should I know?) who completes you. The sun to your moon, the yin to your yang (you probably know, like I do, that yin – though 'dark' – is supposed to be the female, but the darkness always fit you more.)

Are you going to go off on these tangents, too? I hope not. They even make me tired.

Sincerely,

You