a letter to my teenage self
don't even try
A letter to my teenage self
Don’t grow up
There’s death
Everywhere
All the ones you love
They die
With no warning
With no words
You’ll love deeply
But hurt even more
You’ll find happiness
Just so it can be taken away.
Don’t get attached
They’ll leave
Don’t fall in love
They’re mortal
In one moment
They’re your everything
But tomorrow
They don’t even exist
To my teenage self
Believe me
We tried
We did our best
We thought we were right
Instead
We should’ve died
We should’ve never
Given the world
A chance to
Smash our hearts
There’s only
That many times
A heart can break
Before it hopelessly
Stays apart.
About the Creator
Martyna Dearing
Martyna Dearing joined vocal right after COVID started in April 2020. Since then she got a few Top Stories, republished her book "Green Card Marriage", and is about to release another one titled "Loved, Death, and In Between".
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