dear future me maybe when you’re reading this it doesn’t feel like this anymore maybe it’s quieter in a different way not the kind that presses against your ears just something softer right now it still lingers not loudly just enough that it doesn’t fully leave and you don’t really know what to do with it so you carry it like something unfinished i hope you’re proud of me for staying for not leaving even when it felt easier to i hope you’re everything of me but nothing like me i can’t see you yet but i keep thinking about you i think i’m trying to get there just slowly just like this 💛