Signed, sealed, delivered.

Dear future me,

You have been through a lot.

And you've made it, to the other side.

With a smile.

You are not as good as they think you are.

You are so much better.

They have tried to bring you down with each and every possible way.

They have lied to you.

Cheated on you.

Backstabbed you.

They have tried to change you.

You have loved.

Left.

And lost.

You have, lived.

You will be rewarded for your patience, faith and courage.

You don't have to wait anymore.

This is eternal.

Be happy.

Sincerely, 

               Me.

The brushed aside feelings.

Why does the weather feel like you?

I wrote this for, me.

What is bound to happen, will happen anyway.
And there's nothing i can do, that can ever stop it from happening.
All i can ever do, is pray.
For the things i want.
For the things i need.
For the things i wish for.
Pray with absolute faith, that someday,
i will have them.
If god wills.
Until then,
patience.

Autumn.

For what you show,
and who you are,
are two completely different territories.

I'd cross my heart,
hope to die.
I promise you.
You are not who you are trying to be.

I miss you.

My.

I live in a parallel universe in my mind.

People think i am crazy.
They can't understand that,
i feel,
prisoned.

In their reality.

The halves of words.

I was good with words.
But since i gave up speaking.
I do not know what i want to say anymore.

Sadness is consuming.

The passing feeling.

If you say it out loud,
it becomes reality.

So you just have to,
keep it to yourself.