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Dear past me...

A poem

By Rambler's SocietyPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Dear past me...
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I don’t know where you are, but I hope you’re taking care of yourself. You haven’t done the best job of that in the past. I’ve made huge strides to separate myself from that life, your life. The drinking, the drugs, the lack of sleep. Maybe it’s because I’m older than you. I’m too old for it now.

Are you still working at that job? Are you still talking with that guy?

Have you seen this show yet?

What are your dreams and aspirations right now?

I’ve met this guy, and honestly, he’s great. It’s been two years and we’ve moved in together. Some said we were moving fast, but I feel like I’m in a rush. I wish I could do everything with him right now. I know someday you’ll get to meet him.

My advice to you would be to just keep going. Never stop. You’re going to do what you want to do, but I know that you’ll find your way. So just keep going.

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About the Creator

Rambler's Society

Hello everyone! I write fictional surreal stories and poems. I love writing and I hope that you enjoy reading what I've to offer. I have plenty more written down on my website so I'd love it if you'd go check it out!

ramblersociety.com

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